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Travel writing while living in North Carolina, Utah, South Korea, Poland, Turkey, Italy, London, and Madrid.
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Covers project . . . Musa Mckim
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it was a nice reading and collaboration with Tim Atkins. Comic book poetry. Check it out over here: comic book collaboration with Tim Atkins
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Asleep in Vallejo California all of them milkinggreen machines Duran Duran a pairof titsAn Abundance of Lady Bugshello Jeff HilsonNew Loversfresh bakedloavesClitoral Orals ah veneration Oh LA! Groaning Avenue B or A or
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Onkel G by Grzegorz Wroblewski
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In This World We Do Mutt (for Joseph Ceravolo) my doll is firm aboriginal blubber from this bottle we did drink pull up the blanket affection rides home mother is windy built on the body is coming these knees are a spongy breeze in Seattle we did chow on clams look at this saint’s hat…
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Love Cyclops(for Piero Heliczer) the vaginas of birds in burnt grass in MiltonKeynesmy feet as they entered the reedsstone stoneor so I have heardheaven is a pebblein the eye signatureeye weeping bird bathsher bobby pinsher bobbythis bear daythere are no bearsit scares mejoints in the grasssure cansugarcanefaded blue jeanson my wilting facein Patagonia answer me
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http://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer/v=2/track=3285123286/size=venti/bgcol=FFFFFF/linkcol=4285BB/
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low quality recording . . lispy voice . . . part one from Jeff Hilson and Sean Bonney’s reading series X-ing the Line . .. read with the beguiling revenge poetics of Christie Ann Reynolds and the mind blowing mystical musings of Amy Evans . . part two (unrecorded) was a bit lighter with more…
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Held at the rich mix arts centre in Brick Lane, London on June 18th 2011, Emilia Haugovà and Ivan Štrpka were joined by a half dozen London-based poets to celebrate the sixth event in the Maintenant series. As ever, the Maintenant series advocated a diverse selection of poetic methodologies, ages & nationalities – collecting together…
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A translated Korean folk poem . . for the anthology of plant poems at the Urban Physics Garden in South London last week . . yippie . . . .
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esp dig Peter Jaeger and Thomas Krogsbol . . . . check it out: http://lagranada.no/
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i am reading tonight with nice mix of poets. If you are around, come on out!!!! Will read some short short poem plays inspired by mr kenneth koch :-) Maintenant Slovakia in association with Literature across Frontiers & Arc Publications June Saturday 18th 2011 – 7pm – Entrance Free – The Rich Mix arts centre.…
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from my notebook in 2005. Greensboro, North Carolina. 26 MARCH 2005 still breathing A very intense dream the other night. don’t know if any of you out there ever feels a bit of despair over becoming wormfood, but lately the cycle has been a bit on the downside. Hence a dream to release my anxiety.…
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http://soundcloud.com/marcus-slease/audio-recording-on-tuesday
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my poem play “Godzenie” in the latest issue of Stimulus/Respond . . . a fashion/architecture/art mag with some literature . . . visually centred mag . . check it out here: http://www.stimulusrespond.com
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I was surprised by this . . . forgot about this work . . . and my voice/accent has changed from all the foreign traveling and isolation . . . i kinda miss this guy in the video . . . coming back around to that playfulness now again . . . phew :-) http://bandcamp.com/EmbeddedPlayer/v=2/track=3285123286/size=venti/bgcol=FFFFFF/linkcol=4285BB/
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Irish Ninja Somewhere around the age of 20 I had been looking to get my accent back that would have been 1995 when I first came back to Milton Keynes & Portadown BOYO after moving to Vegas where the middle school was full of Mexicans hombre and a girl named Candy squinted when she smoked…
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THE PRINCE OF MIST BY THE BEST SELLING AUTHOR OF THE SHADOW OF THE WIND this version left blank due to rules regarding blog posted poems and submissions to mags . . hm . . . not sure about that . . ah well . . .
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THE PRINCE OF MIST BY THE BEST SELLING AUTHOR OF THE SHADOW OF THE WIND I’m petite Asian and can handle any cock they fix everything here take your sandals to the shop i have cabbed upon this mind barking like a cork this is eski yeni in other words Samsara hello kebab hello clam…
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(friday afternoon. Tasmac. Northwest London. 10 min break time . . . recollecting in tranquility the delights of living in Ankara and feeling that thing commonly called nostalgia but for something that isn’t quite grasped or expressed . . what is IT?) many times i have cabbed upon this in eski YENI this is my…
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Jeff Hilson’s In the Assarts (My fav Hilson yet!!!) Tim Atkins Petrarch (from Barque Press) (my fav Atkins yet!!) Hilson and Atkins Atkins and Hilson a cold drink of water in the desert of British poetry!!! Kenneth Koch’s poem “On Beauty” Elffish Jon (the unassarts) . . . . from Linus Slug . . . Now I remember why…
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It is raining in London. I am in Kingsbury. At a business school teaching EFL. The job will end next Thursday. I am searching for jobs again. To survive (shelter and food etc. ) This is a continual process. In the meantime, I have become bored (temporarily) of poetry. Perhaps boredom can be a good…
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Tim Atkins has written a fantastic review about a book that influenced me a lot when I lived in Poland and continues to inform me sense of what is possible. It is absolutely one of my favourite books of poetry from the last 15 years. It is interesting because I love Rhode Island Notebook a…
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interview at 3:AM magazine poems from smashing time at 3:AM magazine big thanks to Steven Fowler . . .
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Publishing Genius has some interesting work . . . no reason poetry can’t connect like Indie music scenes in the 80’s and 90’s or punk music in the 70’s . . . etc. etc. check out this trailer for a book of poetry forthcoming TEXT
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The empty earth . . . . TEXT
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Trendy Club (Elblag, Poland) put a hole in your skullsays Rogerthe lidis openbut where are my eyesmy balcony opensdon’t let themkeep you herei am giving youa ride homeI have not adaptedI envy my neighbourstheir incredible skill
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Philip Whalen’s Collected Poems Kenneth Koch’s Collected Poems Kenneth Koch’s The Gold Standard Lew Welch’s Ring of Bone
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what a city. What time. Grzegorz Wroblewski. Paintings. Books. Louise Rosengreen (another terrific Danish poet). A journey to a place called Christiana. A freetown. A town at the end of the world. The wild west reborn. And the strand. Ahhh what a strand. I was in a painting. It was a nice painting. And the…
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poem plays from Smashing Time
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on the third day I walked again to the rynek of Rybnik and met a girl who told me to come to the electricity plant and I asked her about poetry and she said Milosz and I said I know and she said that was all she knew plus someone named Szymborska and I said…
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Godzenie samples
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Great reading series with interviews and poetry from European poets. Steven Fowler’s Maintenant Series (if you didn’t know). This Lithuanian poet rocked it a few weeks ago at Rich Mix in east London and Europe house. Fab fab fab work. Check out the interview and poems here: Interview poems
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this poet just keeps on keeping on and spurns out some seriously good language play Clark Coolidge chapbook
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from smashing time
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The primitive art of Grzegorz Wroblewki THESE EXTRAORDINARY PEOPLE
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what will and what won’t go. Books are coming in again. All those hundreds upon hundred of books let go in North Carolina to travel the world. On the way from parent’s gift certificate: Collected Poems of Philip Whalen still reading collected poems of Kenneth Koch (the “short ones”) wondering about getting Joanne Kyger’s collected…
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best and most interesting literary journal . . perhaps . . . full stop . . . with a new look . .. and layout . . . get your fill . . . Jacket 2 REVISED FOUR DAYS LATER: OH NO, HAS JACKET DONE A MERGER TO BECOME AN INSTITUTION. WHO’S IN AND WHO’S…
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Bernstein against national poetry month
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site specific . . . environment specific . . . time specific . . . music specific . . . and so on . . . first take no revisions from notebook . . . 6.30PM-6.45PM . . . Tues 29th March . . . Balloons ***** I’ve got a little hill with little green…
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quiet nostalgia . . . a bit of the old alternative sounds . . .
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might change previous manuscript title to Gypsy Moth instead of Primitive Pianos. Still thinking of titles. Poems written in Spanish Fork, Ankara, Istanbul, Trieste, Elblag, London. Revision in progress from Trieste section: ****************************** in heaven there is television I’m forever blowing bubbles bubbles senora senora I’m hung up on love and love I’m there in a thin white towel what if getting old…
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link from friend Grzegorz Wroblewski . . . legendary Polish punk . .. waiting for a signal from “central”
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eleven eleven journal
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S.B.’s Ghost Shit soap me sock me I got a table at the rainbow roombig ship approaching the dockI’ve got you heavy in this London sunshineWood Green March 4th 2011and an Indian at the table is really a hyenathat’s who I amsuppose has some facts aroundyep! imaginary income! UGH!well the crooks are outspastic garage feedback…
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Got my copy in the post today!!! Super super super good!!!! Ahhhh now this refreshes me big time!! Stuff is happening over here in the U.K.. I mean fresh fresh interesting poetry and essays!! And it’s a really handsome handmade nice on the eyes production! check it and grab yourself a copy quick: DEPARTMENT POETRY…
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The UK revolution in language continues . . . . Department 3 now available. . . edited by the super duper editorial vision of Richard Barrett & Simon Howard writing from Marie-Angelique Bueler, Wayne Clements, Matt Dalby, David Grundy, Catherine Hales, Ryan Ormonde, Posie Rider, Marcus Slease, & Tom Watts. check it: Department Magazine
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1) Many Happy Returns by Ted Berrigan 2) Train Ride by Ted Berrigan 3) Tuned Droves by Eric Baus 4) Nothing to You by Ted Berrigan Finished those fine books this week. Love to hold them in my hand. Fine specimens. Heading to poetry library now. Hoping to pick up 1) Alice Notely: Grave of…
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some poems in progress taken off . . . . poems sent onward to magazines who count this humble blog as already publishing them . . . . yadda yadda yadda
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I’m thinking of the human voice. Of speech. Of the subversion of communication. Of the pre-fabrication of meaning. Of Emotions language and meanings. What slips past. What infer requires of the logic of thinking. A systematic ordering may go, have gone, too far into a systematic disordering. What is the form or norm for variation?…
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MiPOeasias
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perfect position to write. not sure if the heat from this laptop will decrease the potency of my sperm. I do not need potent sperm at this time, or perhaps ever. wondering bout Neil Gaiman? Children’s stories etc. It is time for M&M, peanuts, yellow, mostly. A pedestrian poetics?????? Tomorrow is Monday. How does that…
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some fascinating answers and questions . . . not the usual fluff: Interview with Sean Bonney some interesting new translations of the poet Grzegorz Wróblewski: Grzegorz Wróblewski
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now after a very intense month in London of nothing but almost mindless work my mind is coming round again. memories. Turkey. Italy. poland. nights of flickers and shadows. revising primitive pianos. lookin for a good poetry reading. will be reading at poetry cafe in covent garden in march with a bunch of other poets…
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Treetop Flyers “not common speech / a dead level / but the uncommon speech of paradise / tongue in which oracles/ speak to beggars and pilgrims.” — Denise Levertov “A Common Ground” “A language / excelling itself to be itself” –Denise Levertov “A Common Ground” ————————– the anti-poetic for the peepsokthere’s beautya drop kick a…
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check it
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publishing genius
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one month intense TESOL course. Two more weeks. Then I can think again. Got a gig for 10 weeks at a small college in Feb-April teaching students from Senegal and India. Yeah. New book coming soon from Harry’s Arthur Shilling Press. Poetry from 2008. Part Dante in London. Lots of areas in London covered. YEAH!!!!
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Karavan Amigos I’m crouching with the march of the penguins in a oversized parkaa world not yet deadI am not the erection of a eunuchthe buts and the knavesI’m dialing in and i don’t wanna say ithumba wombadry coughs from the radiatorare you feeling fitty?how this then methinkssomebody’s drunk my milkI am not yet the…
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Karavan Amigos I’m crouching with the march of the penguinsin a oversized parkaa world not deadbut sometimes the erection of a eunuchas a wet tableclothas a community you deserve better prigsdeep down beneath the maniacal weatherabove the buts and the knavesi’m dialing in and i don’t want to say itdry coughs from the radiatorhow this…
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18th Dec 2010(return to London) given what we have seenRyanair equals sardinesmy bag is in number 29and I am in number 3they are playing Mozartthe elf a stewardesswrapped in tinselselling everything“your captain invites youto read the card in front of you”i’m over my usual weighti didn’t do much with Italywhy couldn’t i have been Joycein…
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WOOD GREEN. NORTH LONDON. the footpath bucklesthese are the markers who steps on my stepswe’re tailor made what’s in yr food chain? murals of an albatrossbroken shoulders as a community you deservebetter pigs and also stilt is it lazy to be placedwith the rats? oh this lifethis life we are all mostly all the erectionof…
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19th December 2010(London) I can’t quite tell you where I have been what’s left to I can’t quite tell I left my finger on the start button and the washer wouldn’tstart we have you in the asylum in the anthemsof the serious objects are closer than they appear fry my loose endsthese words are a…
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7th October 2010 I am a lucid lucya listless chill in the gloaming with a thickening of birds I am the slap of the line the buzzing of mopheads I am that short espresso the shaking of tailsthe yoke yellow walls spread out the window I am a cough a sniffle an old man’s head…
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<a href="http://www.realitystreet.co.uk/kens-blog/the-captain-and-monk">CAPTAIN BEEFHEART
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1.5 hours till i leave for the airport. here we go. london . . . .
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15 December 2010 under the salty moonfull on pizzawith salty doughpeople comminoutta train stationwith wheelssunday returnsgone thickergone thinnergone itchywith winterand doghairsyr sentiments are nice but not surprisingideas are sandin my bathing trunkswhich i don’t owni was due to returnto Turkey but hereI am planning for Londoni am thatperky little pugbarking at shadowsi am here and…
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6th December 2010Via di Roiano, Trieste I am a tense cannibal think deeperabove the furyhop flop into hope30X30 illusionary surfaceswe have many minuteswe have you surroundedkeep swallowing your dog hair 12th December 2010Trieste train station park Novo Hotel Impero(left shoulder) stairs to tunnel(right shoulder) bench(ass) kebab ali baba(eyes) 30th November 2010Trieste Train Station Park fake…
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16th December 2010 a little lovefeastbanging on invisibleheadboards the tired gruntsof a goldenretriever this goesvery slowly there are so manymolecules I shd be satisfiedat some point i am kickedin some stupid places let me thinkwithout bliss is a simple thing i take uploving the golden ones smellsa bit better from a name brand galaxy into…
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New issue of Past simple edited by Marcus Slease and Grzegorz Wróblewsk
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poetry and neuroscience
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THE VALUE OF EDUCATION MADE LITERAL
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Trendy Club (Elblag, Poland) put a hole in your skullsays Rogerthe lidis openbut where are my eyesmy balcony opensdelicious flavourswhat wonderful timingdon’t let themkeep you herei am giving youa ride homeI have not adaptedI envy my neighbourstheir incredible skill
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TEXT mighty fine band . .. pics remind me of my days in Poland . . . .
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Cardinal Sundowns tell me of the shadows hither in St. Nicholaslate in the eveningin the gibber and gabber with domino Roger late in the eveningbaba baba in the bean polesin the beetrootslate in the eveningwith the squawk and squeekof plastic knees on palmstwins of my bosomstittering and skitheringjimmied into shiny skinzim tim microclustersin yonder elms…
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Danzig-Gdansk an umbrella in my handa mirror in my eyescovered insmog this citychanges handsplay kiss mewatch all the indiekids in t-shirtsfor months I couldnot savemy blue lipsmy language lackeda futurea smite will keepfor a while me and my lightningflashesme and a toy cowyou can ridehalf drunkwith a mouldy old ghostin the houseof 100 beers
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Language consists of five basic sounds produced by the vocal cords. They are the vowels a, e, i, o, u. The other sounds are consonants produced by air pressure: s, f, g, and so forth. Do you believe some combination of such basic sounds could ever explain who you are, or the ultimate purpose of…
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21st November 2010 Pancakes provide solidity. Syrup is my get-up. Rain drips from the light swinging from a wire in the centre of the street. The bora is returning. My bum is cold please close the window. Hello world helloi’ve tried to re-upmy realitiesare short livedi’ve not liveda story Mew is playing on my broken…
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25th November 2010 Trieste Doggie Park a gooey ganglialived in creepy innsno guts for creedsI threw away the plasticthat housed my szynkahaven’t brushed my teeth but I’m on my feeta dumb shinefor the haughtyis that you in front of mecoming backfor exactly the same?I have a nameI have been given a namemore than oncetried to…
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Whatever Buzzes the BrainSopot, Poland (August 17th 2009)for Magda Bethge this is the fishthis is the beerthis is the wooden tablethese are the rollerbladesI snapped you one-legged nearthe lopsided housethis is the beachfeet dig deepinto sandwe used to meet in a communist hotelwe bowledwe spiritedmy hand is on your shouldermy hand is in the framethe…
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Danzig-Gdansk good morning gateswet wet stonesmouldy old ghosta toy cow you can ridethe weight of a post office after the showplay kiss mewandering through gatesand side streetslong way to city limitssluggin a sackcovered in doghairwe reach the house of 100 beers
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September 2009. Elblag, Poland. Cardinal Sundowns thank you for comingI wanted to say somethingabout the shadows of St. Nicholasthat Roger spottedwhile swallowing beatsfrom the beat machinelate in the eveningall the older women in the grocery storestaring at phone creditI have no idea whyI am happeningat the dinner partyI ate Polish Indian currymy knees were reacquaintedwith…
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15-11-2010 Trieste Train Station signs: MAXIMILLIAN RESIDENCEJOLLY CAVOURROMAALLA POSTA Elisabetta statuesupplicants and musesshe has a perfectrumpplus two plucked breastsbearded man beside herin old agebut still sportinga six pacthis is halfwayto Decemberand the lightfuck itwho cares about the light ———————————————– these are collapsible sticksbooooooooooooooooooooooooo———————————————– where in the worldto watchit goit’s not so badto feel my visionslippinout…
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as a rule my other half-lifeex everythingin the era of hairspraythe situation lies on both sidesashing into paper cupscontemplating the windowsAmerica my Dairy Queen
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WHAT IS TO BE DONE?
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how good it feelsto stuffthe cabbageI’ve tattooeda squintof humourbelow yr nipple watch this space:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::my fingerstouch celestialjuice———————————————————–Concrete Pier (Trieste, Italy) across from the Piazza Unitasittingon a metal mushroomsculptureteenagers in shaggyclothingsit on a concretepierlooking out overlight and ripplesbora gone quieta circle of blue lights from steady traffici write with neongreen penipod shuffle spinning in my earthis is…
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workers and students unite!
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Never Mind the Beasts 