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Amphetamine Lazarus

in intriguing little crime scene we have here eh Inspector Marsupial a freeway overpass whore's cardboard box and mattress and a paperclip necklace juxtaposed on a dissecting table at some point a losing strategy has to be examined even if the last conclusion is that we are here to be punished for being here Marsupial searched his pachinko readout acting on the assumption that in at least one setting he could juggle us a grand total even if the light was sub visible which you don't see every day bottom line you're here growing scared blame enough to go around manipulators of fear with a plan wreckers of civilizations is there anything in us that is inviolate he was a master of pedestrian insights with a repertoire of a priorI assumptions packaged for the pop psych tabloids his mouth flapping like a puppet on a string the official Government spokesman for the natural state of man comrades these are troubled times but not like before during the really troubled times so relax it’s an alchemist's contraption made from bed springs and spooge proletarian gyro-chemistry in action every atom wanting to go its own way cause beyond knowledge or even sense the problem with categories is that some blank out and obliterate the others the banana daiquiri had apparently reached his thalamus clean your spoon son that's government chow and so began the long loud logomania you have before you now my rabbI assures me this is therapeutic inductive in deductive out forehead wrinkles along for the ride knowing what is out of place dawn and the bust of Aristotle juxtaposed upon a toilet seat shoot me I said juxtaposed again it's not the circus of consensus it used to be last I checked slapstick is still dead I'm pretty sure everything can be described by numbers there are enough of them for the job wheel chairs killed the fashion show From "Engine of Didactic Beauty" available on Amazon Artist Portfolio: http://walteralter.byethost32.com/

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