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P o e t r y . . .

	Poetry		Poetry		Poetry
	Much ado about last night You were not bedside while I slept, 3am when it finally happened Lights, TV and intellect off for sleep Neither did you call to me, a too tall Juliet at my too short window I would have gotten up, rose and spoke and let it in (the cold, the wind and you) “T’s” and raindrops sound the same, least they did to me last night Your voice four hours old already whispering Rail yard echoes Baltic stones on soft black cloth ... Some say we write only to erase again, Some say Shakespeare said it best, But last night in the rain, half asleep in bed, too hot, one leg off the side I heard the tie-strings of whispering, wind chimes from a minnesota porch “T’s” and raindrops sound the same, least they did to me last night Tkttsttstmtetthtettatrtmttetlttotvtttmtettltatuttgthtthtetltt ptuttntdtettrtsttttatnttdthttetatrttltittstttettntlttetatpttt thttitntkttytottutmtettutsttwtetfttuttttutrtettmtotttthtettrt fttutttuttrtettftatttthtettrtstottntsttdtatuttgthttttetrttsts ttitsttttetrttstltottvtttrtstpolishtnorwegianttcthttitltdttrt ettntttettatctthtltettatrttntttettatctthtltettatrttntttottutc tthtltettatrttntwtatktetttutptttraitnitsstettltdttotmttstotte tlttotqttutettntt... by Justin Olmanson
	P r o g r e s s i o n
	Early stuff	Love	Death	Homage	Religious	Humorous
	read at your own risk...	discovered, lost and squandered	death	various people	prayers, hymns and questions	pastoral-comical comical-tragical humorous ironical comical pastoral

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