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May 02, 2007 19:18

It's 59th street underneath my feet,
laughing like Lancaster mushroom beets.
Atomic mnemonic
devices, clinging to tainted vices.

If you strip the clothes and consciousness
from me...
there i'll be, not me but you.
naked to pee and to poop.

It's so childish, but i recognize
the regression.
Dolphin dreams flicker alarm clock
archetypes, living and breathing-in dirt.
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