To the year 1995

Feb 20, 2006 11:05

Have I no weapon/word for you, a message brief
and fierce?
Have I fought out and done indeed battle? wholly like a matrimony? is
there no shot left, unsolved riddles answered.
For all the affectations, lips, scorns, manifold Euclidean space/Euclidean topology,
silliness?

not for myself, my own rebellious self [one letter illegible]
a message from home but you didn't keep the note,
i saw it fly around the streets for passers-by to read?

leaves off the trees,

two leads
Down, down, proud gorge choking tree,sweaty-tooth madman
The bearded throat and high-bone forehead to the
gutter,

Crouch low the neck to eleos, eleemosynarius gifts.
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