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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required tell them i’m gone tell them i’m gone to change my name give them any name i’ll not give them another name tell them i’ll not take my father’s name no more father than i’m my own i do not create i’m not responsible i have no ownership over my makings so i’ll take this name i’ve got for the moment tell them and i’ll go short-changed to be cast again yes tell them i’ll go and change my name not have my name changed and come out again unchanged tell them again i’ll not take my father’s name yes tell them that tell them i’ve gone to change my name my very own name and yet keep the name i’ve gone to change yes tell them that tell them when i’m there i’ll see why josephus broke the essenic law why marx the mighty essene changed his name and note why the ribonucleic-acid embargo in between why the dna father-son short supply i am a cell lodged in the molecular-memory-millennia i’m the agent of growth and decay i see the cells strung out in an embryonic fantasy riddle while intercourse was still permissible i proclaim i propound in my genes the spermatic stimulation the evolutionary process the woman the link-breaker keeps it all going longer and longer until i stand and transmit until we reach out into the micro-wave length listen in on ourselves in the multi-macro-cosmic network : the tv stations the electronic transmitters the nether-world subliminal messages all shall interlock and we remain tuned in sitting bolt-tight-up in our nudging squeezing cells no more afearing nor doing no more no less that is than sucking a python diet we’ll do without rousing sex-play courtship nor foreplay or even sans monetary excuse we’ll do it for ourcells in ourcells by ourcells then i’ll not have to go away nor will you have to tell them ‘he thinks he’s gone to change his name his only name and quite probably not take his father’s name’ rendes-moi mon nom unique Copyright ©: T. Wignesan, 1965 - London from the collection : tell them i’m gone. Paris : 1983. (rev. 2012)
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