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oh looky how the skies ab
ove
are folding in true f'real
cinemascope....like
goin't'th'movies on 9th st.
longfckntyme �a g o. rereremememember?

no nightmare anywhere in this
poo
eem,
� � �just a few malaproptic
� � �dream revelations meant
to confuse & disorient
thee author's ownly self

that just goes to prove to show
ye that thee author'poot is, in his
own rite,
� � � a fun-lovin crew in&of his
� � � bloodymother �sss s e l f..........

no worries no frets no color-coded terror threats,

you know I would be wit you be wit you a'holding
� � � � � you in th'warmth of love of love

if only
if only either of us existed
� � �as wee was deemed 'sposed to'
� � � � � at the beginning, when our fine detritus
had no need to � recycle us
� � � � � � � � for more
� � � � � � � � for more, as
there aint no g'oddoodled prophet t'be made

--some as 'it goes', is sum as iyam--

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