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Value

the body knew that it had value, the lips,cheeks,hairs,eyes,nose,ear(earlobes),arms,stomach,breasts, hips,*****, thighs and legs, all worked to make it one, that was run by brain, all of gut things inside, zipped in a chemistry, that made me what I am, and that made them what they are, our body "corners" worked as symbols, as we did communicate and cohabit, and used spatial props to do so better, something eroded now and something then, our corners got"rounded" and we all, turned into vegetable gel, looking for value-our own heaven or hell.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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