10/17/2004

Writer's block

I stopped, knocked off
at the dot
my robot scoffed, dropped and I
bopped the cop
I mopped up glop
topped up til
the cap popped
the lip locked
I rocked back, forth
Now it’s
socks off
and molotov
so don’t mock my
cocky cocky Cockney
Rachmaninoff?

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