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got this wierd

Posted to Action Poetry




mindstate development or tearing down going down today, wrecking ball or pingpong, boardplay or actualy the movement of shoes, don't know, just everything is moving a lil diff. shifting in and out of lamped light with their little halo's and old cartoon china man hats on, i can hear the voice of electricity, in touch with this age, or finally wakin up, 21 years of sleeping pills and baby language, stepped out of own internal library, still not quite making sense but feeling close, close, stick fingers through peepholes on them old doorways, sexual exists, sexual