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quarters,
cautiously,
astrolabe,
double,
plunge,
nature,
profile,
performance,
minimum
collage,
eagles,
glacier,
shirts,
Lear,
hats,
immediately,
gaging
For Curt
With eyes of an Astro-Babe,
she's a slave to her astrolabe,
gaging cautiously sky's silent symphony performance,
a collage of diamonds wanting to dance,
knowing no minimum
or taxing her maximum.
Mother Nature, on eagles' winged wind,
her ears atune to glacier melted music,
as quarters took their plunge,
artists' starvation temporarily expunged,
a dive into double hats tied by accoustic
shirts in the dirt where King's Lear's
profile smiled back at her
from its street corner.
(c) Poetic Pete
2004