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Written by Tristan Tzara | Create an image from this poem

Proclamation Without Pretension

 Art is going to sleep for a new world to be born
"ART"-parrot word-replaced by DADA,
PLESIOSAURUS, or handkerchief

The talent THAT CAN BE LEARNED makes the
poet a druggist TODAY the criticism
of balances no longer challenges with resemblances

Hypertrophic painters hyperaes-
theticized and hypnotized by the hyacinths
of the hypocritical-looking muezzins

CONSOLIDATE THE HARVEST OF EX-
ACT CALCULATIONS

Hypodrome of immortal guarantees: there is
no such thing as importance there is no transparence 
or appearance

MUSICIANS SMASH YOUR INSTRUMENTS 
BLIND MEN take the stage

THE SYRINGE is only for my understanding. I write because it is
natural exactly the way I piss the way I'm sick

ART NEEDS AN OPERATION

Art is a PRETENSION warmed by the
TIMIDITY of the urinary basin, the hysteria born
in THE STUDIO

We are in search of
the force that is direct pure sober 
UNIQUE we are in search of NOTHING
we affirm the VITALITY of every IN-
STANT

the anti-philosophy of spontaneous acrobatics

At this moment I hate the man who whispers
before the intermission-eau de cologne-
sour theatre. THE JOYOUS WIND

If each man says the opposite it is because he is
right

Get ready for the action of the geyser of our blood 
-submarine formation of transchromatic aero-
planes, cellular metals numbered in
the flight of images

above the rules of the
and its control

BEAUTIFUL

It is not for the sawed-off imps
who still worship their navel


Written by Russell Edson | Create an image from this poem

Conjugal

 A man is bending his wife. He is bending her 
around something that she has bent herself 
around. She is around it, bent as he has bent 
her. 

 He is convincing her. It is all so private.

 He is bending her around the bedpost. No, he 
is bending her around the tripod of his camera.
 It is as if he teaches her to swim. As if he teaches 
acrobatics. As if he could form her into something 
wet that he delivers out of one life into another.

 And it is such a private thing the thing they do.

 He is forming her into the wallpaper. He is 
smoothing her down into the flowers there. He is finding 
her nipples there. And he is kissing her pubis there.

 He climbs into the wallpaper among the flowers. And 
his buttocks move in and out of the wall.

Book: Reflection on the Important Things