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Random old poem that's been sitting in my drafts forever finally finds its time to live
























bitch be quiet


and let the undisciplined walk the earth as defeated

may the lord pump his mercy in hopefully infinite delicious direction:

as they, the unlightened
trod upon others
so shall you so trod upon them


and your children for generations
will be Chinese living fireworks
tripping on returning to their deadman posts

as the future pays attention


brittle fractals bits of sunlight pierce sticky lids

your face is too warm

May 4, 2006 in Porm | Permalink

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