Poems from the
Inside
Seek
the light of day . . .
Who said that?
I remember . . .
So here we are with the third makeover and I do hope
there may be some sort of consensus that things
are progressing in the direction of improvement -
I'm still working on the overall layout in terms of
its appearance and the html/css behind it.
I may finally be moving toward some
semblance of font control!
Soon I hope to get back to this
contents page and spiff up the contents table
links and background just a little. Div art is soooo
cooool!
I should put up another poem or
two at some point as well, no doubt - and a hundred
other things that I've been putting off . . .
fuck the bozos.
Just a little bit of poetry
and a little bit of art,
with themes of phycho-babble
violins
are found inside.
It's just a little skirmish
in a major war
in the competition
for your head . . .
© 1999
Hillary Dillary Dock
Don't you see the clock?
It is time now for
BARACK