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When he isn't talking your ear off about existentialism, pro-wrestling and the incredibly interesting things that happen in his comparatively mundane life, Dan occasionally writes the poetry he mentions so often. Here it is.

Thursday, April 01, 2010

Dead: Two


Wind that catapult chord son
Wind that catapult chord so taught
And tight as God is dead

And check those numbers thrice boy
You get those angles right, so
With full respect to Newton’s laws
Send me to the night

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2 comments:

  1. Rhys Owain Williams1 May 2010 at 00:37

    I've had the first three lines of this poem stuck in my head all day. Good stuff.

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  2. Jesse McThunder3 May 2010 at 20:52

    Hurrah. How I love a good comment.

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