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26 Jan 2007

BREAK BACK SWITCH TURN

Break Back switch turn
don't dis me with culture man
dis logic dis function able dis
locate pirouette 2

slip. U who we aren't and
able 359 fuck off
we live here .4 camera obscura
dreamdemocracia i dreamed i live here

(ochre) Africa San Francisco dis locate
shun knee and 1 2 3 pelt
order preraphalite words that go with
porter clerk luggage residual central park

fuck me in the tree light
i am a virgin to your sting
i 2 cottage cheese skinny milk
am implicit and immaculate
to your touch I suffer shit

;-) pornographic blueprint
elbow tibia gonads arabia
art dislocates from immortality
these seeds are dead in science
I am suffragette

greece slips covert nouveau
essence power declines self
strippage potent decline
wane fore wax we'll pine too soon

art is shit reason is crap
poetry is bullshit975684181
deciding is the bee resolution
and ignorance is green triangles

my angle, doppelganger, shapeshift
heirogly[ph1 to curry the mustard
cut the fan you'll trolley
your goods to the edge of the night

the reason is unreasonable
words are untenable
western inviable
hieroglyphics (dada) written word (fawnever)
U notice the way

the poet uses his own experiences
the crises and psychotic normalities
to cry episodes of what he doesn't
value as literature

I'm saying something
like an ASBO
i fucked off the metrical foot crescent's unreadable poesy
the end of poetry/sign plus sign plus sign 11

his poetrys to long for a fixed
faulty logic I should complain
to the writer fancy asking
a reader to puzzle all this

one could almost take it to be
an absence of identity
whod'ya call 'ed me?
footnote fuckage penile
u say me?

talk in English sister
email the author
and fa fa fro complain
does he think this is music or summut?

A deity of the female form
because we couldn't suffer it
is not enough respect
for allofus disunited and, by trial

confused

1 Comments:

  • At 10:21 pm , Blogger crescent said...

    Hi
    Please feel free to use this text in any way you please. If you use, just credit my name- Creative Commonce licence, you know :-)

    Ta
    Simon/Crescent

    This poem is a strange response to Shiela Murphy + HarryKStammer influenced, Lewis Lacook, Babel and any other poet who discords his prose aswell. And dance of course, and class structure :-)

     

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