Thursday, February 17, 2011

LANGUAGE POETRY

A word-mechanic who lives next door whistles while he works. He works at night while everyone else is sleeping. He's not too loud, though unduly proud of the words he cranks out nightly. Words like "monkey-wrench", "valve", "shit", and, oh yeah, "crankcase".
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