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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=568828" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Piles Of Half-shells</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=568828" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">while watching and we all have<br>and all will<br>why do most deny it.<br>weather it is this or that.<br>climbing trees untill the<br>very tops<br>even if the vines<br>around it<br>take you out of your way<br>you feel it in the tree<br>right before.<br>even if the first few climbs<br>result in<br>and or catch you off guard.<br>tree or vine symbiotic<br>host or hostess<br>one or the other as the<br>fingers clutch<br>at each nook and cranny.<br>some times forcing an early<br>retirement.<br>and then some one, any one<br>perhaps even myself<br>seeing<br>the tightness<br>right over head we move up<br>towards it<br>as it opens and closes, back<br>and forth up and down.<br>open at the juncture of the half<br>shell<br>one appreciates, <br>the gravity of technique needed<br>to split them apart.<br>where equal and opposite each<br>contraction<br>makes gravity work for you<br>instead of against you.<br>and generally it doesn't take to long<br>for a pile of half-shells<br>to accumulate at the bottom <br>of each tree.<br>it is a simple matter of repacking <br>each parachute<br>that in their hast to retreat<br>left no room for discourse<br>and consequently<br>left a little pink around the rear.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Is+It+Poetry">Is It Poetry</a></strong></div>