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It was really hard to stick with a mash-up and not get distracted by other drafts/possibilities. I made myself "finish" a mash-up though. Title and first two lines: "I had no intention of bringing those boys home"

I remember damp hay, the sky the night

in the big cat enclosure, called it a fever

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Ha, but the possibilities are the point! I like those weird lines, though!

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She talks with those hands and coffee cups

flips them up some good

to stop us. Wait!

then she opens them up a pluck

like a book just right

or a butterfly’s back

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out of ferlinghetti's quiet life

mowers spitting the morning

where rain bursts fire

our timeless sunshine days

she rides automatic flames

heading up siren nightmares

How fun is this?

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