by Mark Navarro
"the parking lot had an element of danger," no?
"As / giants. / On theirshoulders. / Scouring / out the / great lands,pink and / unknown."...no?
I'm talking "The Trapeze Swinger" lyrics.
I know. I'm merely pointing out that you have also manipulated lyrics in your poems as well.
Well, sure! It's funny though because I was listening to that song a few days ago and that line in particular stood out to me so much that I wrote that line as a draft in Blogger! Strange!
Strange indeed. Just remember: I have funeral dibs on that song, so don't go writin' no death poems 'bout it, y'hear?