essay 355
then the style says crate that west word
all the nonsense got a lens stuck fringe temper
tamper w a cited re-treat flood silence seeking
the commercial gives a few actors jobs for one day
most people hide round the corner
a devious sump pump handles the overage in color dreams
a rattle
keeps em all thinking
a garage
where the american dream-symptom
glowers behind paint cans
or maybe that’s just a serious resemblance to
uncoded misunderstood
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