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poem a la mode, how should we spend our lives — question —
i am bored, i am the autumn tilled earth in the country and literature is the worm munching its way through the subterranean road water flows through it so we can grow goods in the summer photo glued with dust to the piano and afterwards found alive in the provinces where parents handed out education for the conservation of faith — believed it was better to come to the big city with its great soirees toward the displacement of conscience my soul: woman a la mode who’ll sleep with anyone the girls aren’t true and neither are the violins ballerinas twisted flowers ballerinas upside down show us secrets stripped of their cotton ball leaves on stage silence naked woman, the house uneasy, but not even one honest thought to make you hurt, not even an actor to die. the black in the moon swoops down (delicious) like the sparrow on the violin and if you want my darling if you want i’ll pay you for a whim
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