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Madmen leaked a rash of sky-blue puddle; fatally cloistered the hat-flu's hubble - To wit: - the half-time half-life smile of she and the other half-wonder of me. Far far ready to say maybe to love; moved in half-dream to plumb half-baked memories. ("But weren't their novel 'dogs-of-war' and lovely 'fogs-of-laughter'"?) Pierced words cerebrate the self-inflicted blaspheme; Inflected madmen falter at spin-synergys - - breathe a new science-appliance! { yet the plastique rolls on! } And you . . . ? drenched the salt-pages of your labial tears: * Waste past rowan stone, * roiled-sand jangle-eyed kin, Lift one flecked-flash past, piece by piece heart's rubble. ( "... as a third remove from truth ~ and as useful". -Socrates, fr. Book 3) / Oooh I Stuck That Premo! / Words colloid in mod ( memes? ) theatrics; tensor the rune of a public out-cry. / Yeah I got yer "So Crates" right here! / - Explication's Plush-Safe! / Dig the dweeb's weebles! / - OR: "The media is the message". - Marshall McLuhan "The cause is the effect" - J. Boss (my best friend's girlfriend). " ... ....... ..... ............ ... - ...... " - D. Froman ( my best friend attempting to re-engage me in an earlier philosophical disputation). "Critique my backhand" - Me with my tennis racket (having recently evolved from an "Inquirist" into a "Sophisticant" (See: Douglas Adams ~"Hitchhikers to the Galaxy")). ~ She: "Are you a 'Mod' or a 'Rocker'?" He: ( Ringo Star ); "I'm a Mocker".¹ No friend to bar-brawler- She; And me . . . bled and clown-scarred but no trouble by car. LATER: "At least they're not human." -She Pointing- So La' Bard resumes la' plume: _____ * "Bleep The Beach" OR "Titillation's Irritation's" * Fighter crustaceans fribble the flash, sainally chasin' "Oooh, what a crash!" Nature's poet-screed stubbles her muggles, rainbows bleed from her scrubby butt bubbles. P.S. Imatatus Maximus Luminus ( --- - -- ----- -------. -- -----, ---- --------- ---. )² Done in the road but the road ain't sayin'. Fin __________________________________________ Notes: 1. Film: 'A Hard Days Night'- © date? Google it!

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Date: 10/1/2024 1:30:00 AM
You just read the commentary. This is the poem: To sleep through the pungent radio-active sun-blades ~ as the global atomic annihilation commodified NPR explications break for filching brain-ossified seniors of their last pennies to keep their Koch brothers propaganda machine firing on all cylinders ~ I have to pee as the new Broadway play and Jesus returns seems a bit late now. ~ More atomic Burger's from Mickey D's will keep the kids busy while we dig the 600 ft deep bomb shelter in the backyard and Gaia says fuck you mankind! Go fuck yourself! ~ Something tells me my curse-words won't direct much Hell-Bound slippage with so much more Wonderous Evil needing to be washed away. ~ Hope and soap and Angel Pee pee. A future so bright!
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