Tuesday, June 28, 2011
in cultivation
tightly wound in a masquerade
coersion is an ethical principle
the equations bounce back
from inadequate math
& irreducible sums
the biosphere is full of effluent
in the rearview mirror you can see asthetics
chic creatures drying ink
only the beautiful rust
canines retrieve messages
machine girls run numbers
in a world of burnt orange
scars bleed into defamity
clocks get rewound
a pimp vomits gibberish
an old man buys gasoline
to fuel the final attack on apathy
the corporation stands resolute
by articles of association
designed to tie the new to the old
at the wall of sound
the truth is played in high def
to one lone vagabond.
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