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2005/11/14

return ing Dublin

race across wharves the hell-hound night burns
states the career of revolt
the crowd hurries high-grade
'round the Eiffel Tower
here
where the swat teams work down the
sewer sweat of bodies
death mobs the entrance



of subway gathers the
wreath of hell-hounds
look at this body crack



head splits open blood
not a pus image but the stark
flesh beaten
the twisted open wound of heart




by shots and not camer a shots not cinema scope but meddling war and its thudding brigades



thud of head on cement
squish of bladder
squash of liver



loud (frightening) sound of running shoes
smackety-smackety

whack across the face
see that blood
you can't explain that
the Minister says they are scum



how scum spits
back up to the face
forward face power
total hard gas of death

head smacks
hand hurts
cuts bruises
no consumer holiday in this France
outside the tour bureau
1440 cars
l'automobile O Paris