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spontaneous ramble (Edited)

Posted to Poetry and Politics

the mistake of not being depressed enough
deep enough the shallow storms on the surface of a bubble of consciousness, down deep, deep as the deepest oil well in Iraq deep down on the bloodiest level of Minsky's meat machine, where war and peace are just cold blooded facts of our reptile minds, at that level I wish there was a deep well in in the Sudan, bleak enough to have compassion for black babies, unfortunate enough to be born with out the third largest proven reserve of oil, meanwhile the far west is burning up and all the fifty year old tanker planes are grounded because three of them crashed last year when their wings fell off.

nice quote I think the whole vonnegut article was posted here last month,
have your ever read Mark V."s Eden Express