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Our love is an epic poem, oh.

10.30.05 - 11:15 a.m.

I really, really, really want to write an Epic Poem, but Iambic pentameter... does it really have that kind of staying power?

Je ne sais about blank verse.

Of course, I could just use a medley of meter and let it happen the way it wants to happen, whatever and however. Love Song of Glories Infinite. Or Love Song of Loving Hatred. Love Song of Dedication to Your Destruction.

Love Song of the Way We Destroy Each Other.

I suck for spending the first part of the morning looking at the Ikea website in lieu of life. My materialism is so better than that.

<<agé chose>>

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