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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required i need to stop frowning and epitomizing and sell this Caddy to the Cardinal trying to let it miss your attention won't fly since writing is speech even if somewhat removed or fit only for bouncy news anchor banter pancake makeup a bit too aflame like they do in shadow theater where the container is the contained because we can still index the cornucopia eff you said the furry little May Pole Bunny you can be sure he was in on it too along with the Hen in the Willow the Great Flaming Spiral in the Sky and the nuns of St. Manacle doing their Plantation Rebel Dance with cascade of equally herkimer antecedents perpetually enthused with the mystery of tomorrow just don't try to tell me how to move my eyelids smoke signals will always take care of that cascading across the clacking copper contacts in a total lack of continuity all at once it is a pigeon tongue spoken in barter barely able to walk after the derision of linguists lobbed horseshoes across the barricades against surgeons wielding kitchen knives on a search and destroy mission for chopped liver epicures from the Bank of Winter living dead men's dreams was no picnic memes eating my soul like red worms only my degree from the School for the Sickly standing between me and the Necromancers who were emphatically not house trained my collective unconscious operation manual tossed on the burn pile half a life ago now dumbed down to syntactically correct in infinitesimal quantities with a Nefertiti smile my mind a bordello of interpretation God is not dead he is passe etc. a raised by wolves feral non-conformist everything orbits everything else and that's space for you which will bend yer crank kid unless you can get your mood to swing out from the nether realms of mourning and the agony of oblique signals written with the boner of Satan shaking money from your pockets again a Conniving Backstabbing Bastard production he hated coercion like he hated licorice he was revolution incarnate all fresh and rosy it was a kosher Pentecost event tried quoting Lenin but it was too easy the proletariat is people in a pickle the dueling cucumbers of class warfare now I'm on a dozen watch lists followed by Diana's paparazzi to this claustrophobic cinemaplex and its temporal artery of light at 3 in the afternoon a good cheap remedy following a bad diagnosis
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