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On Love and Revolution

Conjuring, like so many sorcerers, reaching out for deities My brain invents situations: brand-new realities Which do not necessarily exist outside of my conscience Like thousands of workers striking simply to raise class consciousness Or like amorous advances with secret hidden meanings (such meanings are absurd, like many Christians still believing) I even invent futures…things I surely could not know Similar to violent revolutions coming from below (or getting reciprocal feelings from someone that you know) so you see, like many so-called armchair revolutionaries I have been sitting around, mulling, over future possibilities Instead of taking to the streets to smash the state (and past relations!) I just sit around and wait for non-existent situations.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006




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