This is Mr. de Séve's April 29th phonetic-like transcription of poems read aloud by Ms. Zand from Ryan P. Duncan's self-published book "You Get The Puddin' I Get The Pan." Actual short poems from this fun little book of poesy will be posted here as soon as Ms. Zand returns it.

save bright lights white noise my mind spins apelike in my skull
content in cold slumber
gentle bullets tear the flesh
warm the blook
work their way inside
shine on in
let it win
daybreak takes over
a goddess scotch tape swine
in this post post poser I don't mind
Save me from my gravy
wake me up and shave me
get me off this ride.

perseverence colon
east river
withered legs jogging
she places steel poles
fighting back
the ground of a woman
sounding back.

the first thing i remember about him is the hospital
the big white room
the baby was this tiny little pink thing
with glass sides.

there were other babies, too
but also no hair.

these bars and walls are in our mind.

whether you're a folder or a scruncher
you're in big trouble when you reach the end of your last roll

*** STEVE WRITES FROM LONDON SO HE CAN SEE
HIMSELF IN PRINT TWICE ***

*** NOTE TO SITE-GOERS: CONTENT CHANGES WEEKLY.
FOR EXTRA FUN, TRY A FLAV-R-ICE TODAY!***

The New Intern Drought
BY P.A. LEONARDO IV

Palms for the Poor 2
BY JULIE LEE

Death Row Joins Colt
BY P.A. LEONARDO IV

*** LOOK BELOW! NEW SECTIONS! ***

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