precious ice,
orgueil and arctic
cite, the ticking
arc spectrum, a
unity in iron
or photography,
place seems usual
said, then overt,
or the carbon-
precise visage
of its name,
now flowering
arcades ambo,
now mamba,
sambo, an obvious
if scarlet lateral
to heave its set
with sideways
eye tracks the
letter to its line,
the point of
matter, a
mad term, an
interminable dam
confused
in an infinite
space.
Monday, July 26, 2010
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oh phuck yr still breathing, rat-like under the foundation
ReplyDeleteand/or not in Bellevue, or whatevah
sanitorium's nearby
die, beat poets, die!
ah mean that in good way of course
yes yes,
ReplyDeletego in piece mison,\some kind of foetus in a watermelon
Judge Quarles
was the model
for the zig-zag man.
look it up.