Armand Poetry

Welcome to Armand Poetry. The poems (and other words) here are composed for my own thought and amusement. Comment and discussion are welcome. -Amore, Armand-

Saturday, June 18, 2005

Saturday

Rushing branches
Scratching softly
Against the fence

Muffled Mexican
Bass booming
Laughter next door

Humming Machinery
Whirring, hissing
at my hip

Peanuts, too old
Now to eat
Jar on my desk

Saturday

1 Comments:

  • At 1:23 PM, Anonymous Unsporksmanlike Conduct said…

    Potato chips
    And diet Dr. Pepper.
    Waiting for the ampicillin to thaw,
    And the LB to warm up
    The concoction that will nurture
    My little replication factories
    For just one day.
    They will die horribly tomorrow,
    Giving everything a single celled organism can
    All for the sake of furthering Man's understanding
    Of how We work.

    I feel your pain, Bro. I feel your pain.......

     

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