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Death of ArtThe death of art is a lofty claim Especially when so much of art is death Or as the tarot deck so often reminds us, “change” But sometimes, change is forgotten in pockets Or spent on a college degree And all that remains are our wordsDeath of Art
Cuz see, last time I checked Words were free A renewable resource available to all who Can dig them up Polish them off and put them to use
Some of us have been taught in brick buildings Some of us have been taught on the streets
Some of us have never really been taught At all
But
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FemaleCYLINDER! MASTER CYLINDER THE SIZE OF A SPACECRAFT SIZE OF A MONOLITH...! MASTER CYLINDER BECOMINGFemale
MILES & MILES IN LENGTH
i do not FEEL it i AM it i AM that which fills me i AM the void it is filling i AM the SPACE BETWEEN two bodies i AM black hole eating white light &
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Smells Like...This here is classic like plastic Smells like 45s rollin’ out Smoke filled grooves Smells like raspberry splatter paint Smells like raspberry incense -my incense is higher than yours smells like burnt fingernails smells sticky like sex, singed or not smells like seven people in a cramped bathroom -dryer sheets and a box of rain smells like resin and hair particles (Not mine, of course) smells like spring snow and second floor acrobatics applause unnoticed on an ice covered balcony smells like roaches in the carpet lonely survSmells Like...
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AfterwardsA room A white room Spartan with the need for detachment A room to assure To assuage any doubts of normalityAfterwards
He stands, motionless Wide eyes reflected in the blank television Bed meticulously made behind him Long fingers twitch Long lashes strike razorblade cheek bones The stirrings of a symphony in dress rehearsal
She clings to the door frame Afraid to cross such a threshold Dark hair hangs in damp ropes down her back Towel clenched in tight fists as she takes a step Puts a hand out—
A room A faded room And th
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i drink your milkshake?
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I had money and he had none,
And that's the way the noise begun."
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