From: cujo@petitmorte.net   
      
   nancygene.andjayme@gmail-dot-com.no-spam.invalid (NancyGene) wrote in   
   news:OWmdnWwnG_gkPAr0nZ2dnZfqn_udnZ2d@giganews.com:   
      
   >> Will-Dockery wrote:   
   >>   
   >>> HarryLime wrote:   
   >>>   
   >>>> Will Dockery wrote:   
   >>>>   
   >>>>> HarryLime wrote:   
   >>>>>   
   >>>>>> Will-Dockery wrote:   
   >>>>>> Shattered   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>> The seconds have piled up   
   >>>>>> at the floor   
   >>>>>> lost here in some other guy's past   
   >>>>>> lying there   
   >>>>>> with your seconds piled   
   >>>>>> there went by a life   
   >>>>>> untold   
   >>>>>> unasked   
   >>>>>> going by   
   >>>>>> never caused and never traced   
   >>>>>> the future never ever appears here.   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>> If some morning I wake   
   >>>>>> here for you   
   >>>>>> trying to find some reason to return   
   >>>>>> if I see things denied   
   >>>>>> I once defined   
   >>>>>> a life just passed me by there   
   >>>>>> slipped through my fingers   
   >>>>>> everything here now is real   
   >>>>>> so wait.   
   >>>>>> That portion of the finish   
   >>>>>> never comes.   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>> Now that the lights are going so low   
   >>>>>> the dimming glow   
   >>>>>> falls on my ego   
   >>>>>> now that I'm falling   
   >>>>>> into my morning   
   >>>>>> here I am gazing into those   
   >>>>>> reflector eyes   
   >>>>>> morning light   
   >>>>>> is blasting my head clean too.   
   >>>>>> Morning's clearer   
   >>>>>> I've been forgetting it.   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>> Your thoughts seem to stream   
   >>>>>> like a highway   
   >>>>>> dimming lights seem to streak   
   >>>>>> like hitch-hikers.   
   >>>>>> When does this dream end?   
   >>>>>> When do I get on up the road?   
   >>>>>> The light sped out   
   >>>>>> like a fire-fly   
   >>>>>> like gravestones   
   >>>>>> never noticed   
   >>>>>> never seen.   
   >>>>>> Like marbles   
   >>>>>> spilling from shattered minds.   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>> -Will Dockery / August 20 1976   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>> ***   
   >>>>>> (Published March 1977 in the Carverlite, the Carver High School   
   >>>>>> newspaper, Columbus Georgia)   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>> ***   
   >>>>>> Here you go, Pendragon, read carefully.   
   >>>>>>   
   >>>>>> HTH and HAND.   
   >>>>>   
   >>>>>   
   >>>>>   
   >>>>> Then why did you attach it to numerous threads about your school's   
   >>>>> "Pegasus" magazine,   
   >>>>   
   >>>>   
   >>>> I didn't do that, actually.   
   >>>>   
   >>>> Actually read the thread next time, Harry.   
   >>>   
   >>>   
   >>> My mistake.  I was conflating the two high school publications.   
   >>>   
   >>> BTW, you actually overuse the word "actually" in all of your recent   
   >>> posts.   
   >>   
   >>   
   >> I'll try to actually cut down on using the word actually, thanks.   
   >   
   >   
   >   
   > "Actually," substitute "again" for "actually," as you again and   
   > actually do.   
      
   I guess I don't have to wonder why he thinks his babblings are poetry.   
      
   --   
   "The fact that it doesn't apply to the poem is of little consequence to   
   you, because your poems don't have a literary basis, because you're   
   functionally illiterate and haven't got a clue as to what a poem is." -   
   Little Willie Douchebag gets another asskicking from Pendragon   
      
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