For: Mina Loy & Max Jacob , g'oddBless they's pooetry souls

 an
ancestral army of fireAnts is
tryin[to] burn me steaks & k'ill me&mine
as
they(th'antArmies)came for you(especially dear Max),
&
maybe it was a lucky thing that Mayakovsky was dead of self-shooting,cleanshirt heartshot in 1930 so's
he din't have to put up wit anymore

                        crap(oloolia),  (y'know?)

eye weep for Max in concentrationCamp ---

Mina's great obscurity led to th'sainting-poverty'o making
sandwiches for the dead'beatbummer souls of The Bowery---

meantime, when aye bethinks of either of you, I-I-I
don'have a fckn'idear of what to do(d'doodoo) wit
             I-me-my preciousAssed Self.....
         (such is thy/my selfcentered s'hellfish
               p r e
                  occu pation [  s ]  )

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