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the sleep kingdom
of lepers
belongs in my
chest
I am the Warhol
king
ingrained beast of one thousand
children
feasting
from
open city sewers
we cool
we
calm
café denizens so pretty
with bedsores
under
our necks
and lovers
in
cloves
1 comment:
Cafe denizens so boring, with their laptops and cell phones. I miss our spirited debates on art and culture, stretching on til 4 AM and upsetting our wired, podded compatriots. You guys are missed every day.
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