(a facsimile of)  "I" Xplane MySelf Tho'roughly

dear P___,

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?]

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