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Listening to Nina Simone

the train meets a mecca, cackling like a river

displaying a thirst

for brine, and rhymes

with the black sponges overlapping each other

and sisters and brothers

all gather round, and we'll listen to the sinnerman

driving birth into the ground,

down

down

dow-

n

symbols clashing, and piano necking

a nicotine

spleen

uh ha uh ha uh ha

rain dancing.

 

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Tue 25th Aug 2009 17:49

What fabulous taste in singers you have. Our family loves Nina; she is so evocative!

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