October 28, 2010

re: txt poem

When we’d seen and looked ‘em
in the eyes we told them canon Up your
quotas and down your backslide
We write because we’d halve not to

Be it the tidy bloodless ancient
suffering of a son of man or the
cooling noodle on its board
what relevance the source of our solaces

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