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poetry bfast poem a day for april.
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poetry bfast poem a day for april.
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1. PROMISE
on my deathbed
i will do a Huxley
and
fill
myself
with
classic and future shit
2. MAD MAX
thou shalt not breed
no
mini-us
to
fumble and fight thru
the
futures hard core
saying
daddy only loved the cats
and
lacked
the
emotional stamina
for offspring
theyd understand
when
they
leave
their mini-them
to
fumble
and
fight
thru
a weeping wasteland
of
neo Mad Max flames
from moviepilot.com
nan was gone
bickering with granddad
in
the
sky somewhere
her house was empty
like
a
museum is empty
someone had thrown egg
on the bay window
i chipped it off with a kitchen knife
and
when
we
tore up the carpets
the
underlay was fine grey dust
and
the
junkies paradise
in
the bathroom cabinet
had
been sanitised
before
i
got
there