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2014/06/25

silent


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silent



Sometimes one can barely speak ~ to







days and night s



Call it poetry, writing _ it was a hard time lately, hardship days and week(s)... somewhere one sees a light, hears the sound of hope, and love fine refine. A rain pouring to quench thirst.



Problem with the balcony of black holes is to get out.
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Mozart's desiring-machine?
'Raise your ass to your mouth... ah, my ass burns like fire, but what can be the meaning of that? Perhaps a turd wants to come out... Yes, yes, turd, I know you, I see you, I feel you.. What is this _is such a thing possible? ..." (Mozart letter.. to 'someone' ....)





peace and potatoes
wherever
you go
where ever you go
go go
potatoes potatoes
potatoes




blessed are the meek
the meek the meek the potatoes
potatoes
taties
&
onions


blessed r the tatoes
the toes
blesse'd are the tomatoes
the tay n tay
the po
tay
to


bles
r
the peace potatoe
fakirs
the fakirs
fakirs fakirs

blessed are th e y






building bridges
ridges
riding






potatoes in crevasses of ridges
tomatoes &







~~~
bless'd

r the feet
the feet that grow potatoes potatoes
not Illyium and the "glory" of gore


bless'd the corn
blessed their kids feet
blown by this war



__________________


~
the little guys
cant ever
win
genst'
the
big
ones
&
you
kill
yer
love
kill
yer love
the way
the way
they do




(2007)