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Another Farce'based Interpretation of RealTruth & TrueReality~
some
thing belies the fire
- [by-way-of Non Sequitur] -
[wit]no attention paid nor
borrowed \
my millions amerikans flip on billions
eelectric
light deVices broadly in
proverb's Broad DayLight,
"so's
eye can See Better....cause
eye can't see
for shit, y'see? so,so,so
eye been turn'on flippaswitch on my (it's mine)
eelectrick
lights mos'brite in daylitebroadaylight
millions&billions fo'hundredfcknYears"
waste a lot,want it all....&so it goes as it went in
the Going-of-Things,AllThingsTemporal&Transient--
( idears
of permaSelf am
bounded t'be severely
(severly?) cut'up into misappointed,
disective disanthropia )
thee heart got
stitchied like a baseball so that all thee's years later
wee can talk wit'out voices
about love sweet love
of thee eros of
connection unto some
hyperconsumation,
which might some
how reach beyond
this broke'manism,
may be
thriving for a bloody hundred
birth-wrought
anniversaries
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dkzkdkzkdkzkpoopoopoommmmms2014\PHFOTO:BY: dkzkPXTRS'd'Arte
some
thing belies the fire
- [by-way-of Non Sequitur] -
[wit]no attention paid nor
borrowed \
my millions amerikans flip on billions
eelectric
light deVices broadly in
proverb's Broad DayLight,
"so's
eye can See Better....cause
eye can't see
for shit, y'see? so,so,so
eye been turn'on flippaswitch on my (it's mine)
eelectrick
lights mos'brite in daylitebroadaylight
millions&billions fo'hundredfcknYears"
waste a lot,want it all....&so it goes as it went in
the Going-of-Things,AllThingsTemporal&Transient--
( idears
of permaSelf am
bounded t'be severely
(severly?) cut'up into misappointed,
disective disanthropia )
thee heart got
stitchied like a baseball so that all thee's years later
wee can talk wit'out voices
about love sweet love
of thee eros of
connection unto some
hyperconsumation,
which might some
how reach beyond
this broke'manism,
may be
thriving for a bloody hundred
birth-wrought
anniversaries
______________________________________________________________
dkzkdkzkdkzkpoopoopoommmmms2014\PHFOTO:BY: dkzkPXTRS'd'Arte
Published 17th Mar 2014
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17th Mar 2014 12:33pm
I'm with you all the way
for the first half of the
poem, but then I got a
bit lost...but that's me..:)
for the first half of the
poem, but then I got a
bit lost...but that's me..:)
lost in a "no win" situation
is a kind of in'verse, double'negative contradiction well-worth
repetition,
said The Voices
as I was shopping for a better brand of pure-rubber(basic-black)jewelry, awaiting that goddess to lay with
in
warmwet
comfort....who cures my death
for
a'while / a'little w h i l e /\
BYOE(by-way-of-edification); a finalizing stanza of that last other poom ye refur to, somehow got lost-at-sea, accidently deleted, or sumsucha disappearin act......
By time, after hitting sub'mit, i no'ticed it was gone, &i had no idear what it had said, but retained an 'image' of an alledged 'my self' naked, kneeling, dribbling driblets of love-pathos, hoping the light'bronze goddess would
mercy me,
just a little bit,a wee bit,
before the illusion-of-I is writ off
as just-another-tragedy(of self)
/// yknow?
awaiting an'other goddess to lay with
in
warmwet
comfort....who cures my death
for
a'while / a'little w h i l e /\
(damn,daddyo...I rote my nexpoom here...do I know do I Know Do I KNOW how to Live My Art, or what?]
