prelude to heteroglossia 2!!!
shining heads
in this section
of the revolutionary
leftist milton workers party
ring led
a compartment
of bare boxes open
opinions laid bare
yeats wrote this
on my paper
but my name appeared
popping the popesh plot
outmanoeuvring
this great periodical
gennocide
perishing of a plot
perhaps i had forgot
publishing
heart attacks
growing some hair
writers all write off
dunbar writing all comebacks
i of all find
i of style
my own views I lack
'i try to defy them
miracle star
quick process but i slack
my epistle
bare muscle
the burnsian whistle
the train station
platitude plaque by the institute
installed amidst bare conversation
skeleton attitudes
that breed procreation
1-17
the score for my mind
all fleeting still is going
no holes barred
until 23
pulverised mash ointment pimple
applied by procrastinate libertines
simple!!!
they found poets beat to a pulp
chained round the legs
offside the skating rink
some deodorant clearing off the stink
of the sink
and latrines
a note was attached by those newspaper fiends
education he lacks
but does conjure up scenes
of a lapsed antiacid antacid serene
that he swallowed hitlers lies and his'
right wing tampering of new national
journalist schemes
compromised and the goverment criticised
on routine
watch fascist comedians forget their
routines
this poem he published 5 cents
but i gave what i meant to be seen
as a grand or perhaps more to pay rent
for my dreams
are all gone red knee knobbly antiques
teenagers with wings
fly high
that are tramps Chaplinesque
sold out for the scene
hopeless homeless
a bohemian i saw
gave me back
screws and strings
things to say to sting and to spray
a plethora of hope
an ode to a rope
that composes his throat
or shines on a good day
when in death blue velvet midnight
seems to lack gasoline
set it all up
pure distress
gone all to flames
i cant express
of a candle
i glimmer perhaps less
then a collapsing black hole
so i say more or less
heteroglossia appeared right now on my step
i liked what i saw when more artists
have lept for new Zealand large landfalls to increase
Milton and cluthas writing mess shouldn't cease
or seem too extreme
as long as i show up in chains that
society brings
ill see you here too
anarchy resumes issue 2
wait and express everything in life left
another big leap will be taken
as my aching head stings
biting wit
never shit
and always indebt
project bruce
keep up the good things!!!
in this section
of the revolutionary
leftist milton workers party
ring led
a compartment
of bare boxes open
opinions laid bare
yeats wrote this
on my paper
but my name appeared
popping the popesh plot
outmanoeuvring
this great periodical
gennocide
perishing of a plot
perhaps i had forgot
publishing
heart attacks
growing some hair
writers all write off
dunbar writing all comebacks
i of all find
i of style
my own views I lack
'i try to defy them
miracle star
quick process but i slack
my epistle
bare muscle
the burnsian whistle
the train station
platitude plaque by the institute
installed amidst bare conversation
skeleton attitudes
that breed procreation
1-17
the score for my mind
all fleeting still is going
no holes barred
until 23
pulverised mash ointment pimple
applied by procrastinate libertines
simple!!!
they found poets beat to a pulp
chained round the legs
offside the skating rink
some deodorant clearing off the stink
of the sink
and latrines
a note was attached by those newspaper fiends
education he lacks
but does conjure up scenes
of a lapsed antiacid antacid serene
that he swallowed hitlers lies and his'
right wing tampering of new national
journalist schemes
compromised and the goverment criticised
on routine
watch fascist comedians forget their
routines
this poem he published 5 cents
but i gave what i meant to be seen
as a grand or perhaps more to pay rent
for my dreams
are all gone red knee knobbly antiques
teenagers with wings
fly high
that are tramps Chaplinesque
sold out for the scene
hopeless homeless
a bohemian i saw
gave me back
screws and strings
things to say to sting and to spray
a plethora of hope
an ode to a rope
that composes his throat
or shines on a good day
when in death blue velvet midnight
seems to lack gasoline
set it all up
pure distress
gone all to flames
i cant express
of a candle
i glimmer perhaps less
then a collapsing black hole
so i say more or less
heteroglossia appeared right now on my step
i liked what i saw when more artists
have lept for new Zealand large landfalls to increase
Milton and cluthas writing mess shouldn't cease
or seem too extreme
as long as i show up in chains that
society brings
ill see you here too
anarchy resumes issue 2
wait and express everything in life left
another big leap will be taken
as my aching head stings
biting wit
never shit
and always indebt
project bruce
keep up the good things!!!
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