there was a blue door
behind which
people ran zigzagging across the floor
where i saw your likeness
like never before
and you turned out to be a bore.
at the same time i struggled to stay abreast
of the famously handsome
Mr. Jones and his invited guests
when he promised me money
if i could standardize a test:
but everything seemed a mess.
shaken to my knees
by what i thought i knew
i attended a million parties
to watch the beautiful people
designed perfectly to tease
using words meant simply to appease:
"If I can be of assistance, just say please!"
I use words to deepen my observations. All of the following works are © copyrighted. They are the intellectual property of Greg Hoover. If you or anyone you know is interested in licensing one or more written works for use in a compilation, as lyrics in a musical work, synced to video, or some other use, feel free to contact me about an arrangement. But if not, assuming you are curious and literate, simply reading for pleasure is encouraged.
Cotopaxi, Ecuador (summer 2012)
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