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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Black Ops Tex Lester and his sidekick Lumpy Bascom wiggled down the arroyo on their bellies to better observe a latifundista trouble spot too hot to touch so they tap danced instead Lumpy grabbed the walkie talkie and said hey my turn to change the channels Tex said OK Lumpy said here goes your eyelids are turning transparent every lock has a key but some are kinda rusty it was an irreducible problem on a sliding scale as usual nothing so precious as a mind overcoming its own psychosis nothing so dangerous so revealing what makes potential seem immediate who can have infinite protection working yourself to exhaustion can help if you are an original sin Catholic it has been 7 seconds since my last confession contusions from the infant cradle held to the sky in blessing but the fields always droop and wither and we always have the rest of our lives the latifundista was under attack by an army of particulars bringing the guilty to the book when they go apoplectic it usually means there's a turd in the butter dish at this point grab life by the ass a balm for the paranoid shakes or life's analog of the Virgin Mary offering her writhing body to lepers entering heaven in her bent Bentley while the rebels arouse themselves as her personal representative no keener mortal praise exists except by her blind biographers and their company of war chariots our task is to mend civilization without getting our balls shot off but at my age it's an empty threat funny you don't see many geriatric suicide bombers a relic from grandma's day where tradition was not the joke it is today unless it is a tradition of mockery From "Engine of Didactic Beauty" available on Amazon http://tinyurl.com/nhfk6dr
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