a poem or pic a day until I die or dont;
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Wednesday, 27 February 2013
STOCK JOKES
blue ships pass in the corridor and run up flags with their eyes
stock jokes cough out like chimney smoke
blurt into an overlit world I DIDNT RECOGNISE YOU WITH YOUR CLOTHES ON to a nurse prancing proud in civvies
they get laughs theyre designed for i study this from a low orbit simultaneously my anxiety reaches atomic levels reading about Einsteins protons which decide a location on observation and i wonder too if i'm understanding words right today
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