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Wednesday, October 27, 2010

This Impulse



This impulse is soft, and looking spotted,
It affects, and breaks a line of weed.

Poster of my studio's raging dreams
How big will patience be in my clever life?
Go experiment like a bird!
Appear calm, luxurious, with joy.

Despairing observations, Play with a solution.
Mean stranger, . . . periods are our brain fight
Anger understands some key, out of solvent language.

A movie not seeing sane,
Idols more for dirty use.
A child can run, should the monkey have come?
Rude girl-faced serpent,
Curious, from a grand hair-do.
Endless obsessive sex, not great passion
Cramps our communal thought.

Nude, we can buy the tinker a hollow piece.
Reach aesthetic cleanliness, like glitter, it would shriek.
A degenerate show.

with Niki Notarile 2/27/2008, 66, 67-1, 67-268

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