I heap big

by dajazzcat

Posted to Action Poetry on 2001-10-18 06:20:00

Parent message is 44578
modern data used to inslave
I mean by the gnashing
of teeth

the second coming
comes in stealth
like a static bath
to sumerge the senses

images dance grotesque
time already seen…

I cat chasing my poetic tail
like wild gypsy
rant and rave
lick boot, not I

tons of lies in heaps all around
a far conspiracy whispered wide

wild flower growing out of the shit




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