Quatrain Corner

[Loricybin]

there's something more,

down the street.

it bounces, smiles,

taps its feet.

[Tarantism]

ahhh but that alto!

we will never forget the night

that i was curved with

liquid music

[Loricybin]

her eyes glowing orbs of juice

they smile, flow

like suns

with little use

[Tarantism]

i never want this tune

this jingle to break

like a music box

in an abusive household.

[Tarantism]

sometimes though

jazz reminds me of trollies

and running down the street, in slow motion

in the city, late.

[Loricybin]

"roxanne,

you don't have to put on that red light

walk the streets for money

you don't care if it's wrong or if it's right."

 

-sting, and moulin rouge!

[Tarantism]

she is a cat

and i love the way

that i can make love to her

and she purrs

[Tarantism]

"roxanne,

you don't have to put on that red light

walk the streets for money

you don't care if it's wrong or if it's right."

 

-sting, and moulin rouge!

i love that film

i watched it for the first time

on iee with keys,

man, she was beautiful, in that lighting.

[Tarantism]

forgotten,

the rose in the battlefeild

still grows,

though tattered, sideways.

[Turtle]

Hurry up,

and get busy slowing down.

Long enough to

breathe.

:cup:

[Loricybin]

how are you supposed to do it though?

that fatal step towards mass destruction

of the ego.

the sirens billow pillows.

[Tarantism]

you can find me in lower egypt

counting stars

and

movements.

[Loricybin]

i looked in lower, upper,

northwestsoutheast

you're not in egypt.

you lying tart!

[Tarantism]

youre right

but i did just become a jazz song

one by Pharoh Sanders

about egypt.

[Tarantism]

once i saw

a man in an armchair

swearing

and shooting up

[Loricybin]

once i said a man

was shooting.

his gun, that is,

at his own teeth.

[Tarantism]

the piano

played the rain

on my doorstep,

or it could have been.