Robert Rauschenberg, Darryl Pottorf,
A Quattro Mani IV, 1996
Goodness and mercy, flow and woof the
Funk of I done, the cunt of tried up
Yer sticks in the washer, a room lazy with love,
Even the phone won’t work
Well said, with skeletons of lilac gelatin, my melanin drains the basin eyes raisins in shirt, shorts, and shut the funk side mind, the mars I more,
In gain I go lump from limbs outborne, unborn
Good stopped a gone good lost
And in the metal hoop strings
Tendered even vittles in the
Pants or the prints of the Prince, dumb eyes tint islands rise up,
The right bone reflects,
ORcxhids of money,
Our fits the F