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[PUBLIC INTELLECTUAL PROPERTY] -trademark zer0™

[ public intellectual property ] – trademark zer0™ public intellectual property of a similar name like the film in which Spielberg pinches scenes of diners eating – monkey brains we step into the mall buy some labour-driven coffee confronted by … Continue reading

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IN THE MORNING .. .

IN THE MORNING .. . REVISITING A HUMOUROUS POEM I FOUND ~ THAT I WROTE IN 1986  .. .                               IN THE MORNING .. . . … Continue reading

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HOWL LOUDER .. .

howl louder .. . hands that are tied hold faces    traces of love shed from caverns sinews wrenched, borrowed shoes    pale and bruised, whitest lilly petals teasel spikes, black hole shapes    silhouetted on barbed wire brambles the … Continue reading

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AUGUST .. .

august .. . Breezette by glass of august moon just a few more puffs upon your marijuana cigarette before I die lend a moment basking in the sun for those inclement of fun counter-weight my loss of intelligence with excitement, … Continue reading

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BECAUSE PICASSO COULD DRAW .. .

because Picasso could draw .. .  ..                                                       the battle scene lay behind us  the … Continue reading

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GUERNICA .. .

Guernica after Picasso Guernica grey blood shivers runs through my veins where are the brothers of your tortured canvas wiped with a paint-rag to your Spanish bull like an ass wipe of Richthofen’s bombers greeted only by mothers, lovers their … Continue reading

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. .. ‘les deux caméléons’ .. .

. .. ‘les deux caméléons’ .. . By the turnpikewe stopped off at the cornerwhispered stories to the windmy spy glasses slippedand fellyou crushed them under foot Sondeliqueno more secrets any morein the glass menageriewe’ve all been seen beforescrutinousapplies to … Continue reading

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A MASH OF OATS AND MAMMARIES .. .

a mash of oats and mammaries .. . buildings grow from scaffold lines indian red and maroon-esque squeezed out from the landscape a bedrock of social-ution collusion and there the dark prince comes tripping upon the telegraph wires architects shading … Continue reading

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DOGWALKERS OF THE WORLD UNITE .. .

Dogwalkers of the World Unite (and take over) .. . Learn to love me, as I walk your dogs Now, today, tomorrow and always Although I have no dog of my own And they are only borrowed Do not despise … Continue reading

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SERGEI .. .

SERGEI .. . Remember well full histories   homeland, where we learned   and lived as children born   to cultures sworn both Russian   as the czar, severe the priests   incense-driven, strict religion I learned to play piano … Continue reading

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