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close'en'closure, s.a.s.e.enclosed \ remeberin'BillyGraham

like lockt in-a-room,[a]little
room wit no beginning no end no
wall so shape of form no square
feetage for thee,thy,thou realty
agents to quali'quantify....

o,lordymama,what can be such an e
xistentiaL ruse? cosmic-tooth-drillance?
charnel'mazing superfuck me'chanism?

back'o'back in thee olde days, them'they
used
to say � : �"it's tight [i]like that"
wit snuggly,syn,co,pa,te,d slippy
musication.....

I used to work wit a guy named Billy Graham
who'd weld wrought-iron railings whilst singing
aloudly
"fuck the world!
� � � �it's all wet.
� � � � � fuck the world,
� � � � � � � � fuck the world!"
� wit a cheapcigar clenched in teeth,
� � � � beer can on workbench(allday),
a southern accent,(we were in NY,1970-71), & always a
greatbig(nearly-psychotic)
� � � � � � � � � � � � grin a'face
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