Bleh with Barry

Random with a cynical twist of lime.

Blandness

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Hills of vanilla

Rolling through an

Off-white sky…tinged with

Pages of Dickens and Faulkner.

Dancing on a creme colored

Sand.

No taste, no sound, nothing

But so-so, and eh…and limbo.

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Written by barryr22

March 5, 2010 at 12:14 pm

Posted in Poetry

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