peninsularThinkings

thun
der rollin o'er thee ol'peninsula

((placebo shuffleplay ~breathe und
er water~ 'coming
up
for       air'))

it's dark(likeEvening)thunder
lightening it's way'cross thee
"no man is an island,he's a peninsula"
echorev
[font=Georgia]erberant Baxter's'67Bath../who'dweeth'ink
                          wee was themdays?/
butt eye was psychedelickin'all[a]lone
backThen/muchlike
 this evening,(tho-no-suga'cube nor blotter need'be now)now
four years short[of]a
  fcknHalfa century life(gone) went going
 by went going,going the Way[of]Going thee
way
of    p e n'insular thunder & flashes[of]bright
    (fr'om insular[to]eXsular,&backagain)

so he went a life creating ill'e g al words
    invali
    dated , tho no'no crime in-deed ,as is
    everylife is left undoing,undone(as-is
    humanmind undoes itself wit it'sown
    crossfire(d'amage collaterale),as-is
pointy precision little'leaden niblets
    pop headskulls wit not-muchless ease
    than lightbulbs,baloons, th'proverb'd melon,
~(BillBurroughs shootin paintbottle art outside of
    Lawrence(fckn)kanzass/pop'pop,splat-a-splat,
    t'be Sold
in e'urope to keep thee th'withered ol'perv solvent)~

This  is-going-nowhere,(well according It's 'plan')

eye'll make'a'believe(credo,anyone?) thathat thunder
    is Mine    
               alone[/font]

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