enough of the caveats, joe

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up in the boulevard lights
a norseman came screaming out
with a sword
heading science men into demise
where dark alleys are the start
and dark alleys are the end

    aweful, semantically, to trust
a sword bearer with the attendance of
anything fragile, like societies

or

given

    the length of time


                        the hope of the future
withe




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guitar track …. ‘double barrel shotgun’ – 09 05 14

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cabins and smoke and maids in aprons

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give me doors
but not electrical steps
Let me have the rocks
You take the wagon that way

the set of Furriers ate their tobacco
while sitting on a grassy hill
with distance in the misty light
    – there were entire villages
  scattered in various places
throughout the horizon   and they were
faintly barely seen
and surrounded
by grass plains to the corners of their
distance outwards into their view

vertical lights going up into the night.
cabins and smoke and maids in aprons.
men sleeping on the hill.

dew in the morning
wagons are ready
carrying the loads to settle
what we call chicago today




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guitar track …. soft song about a spider – 09 05 14

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the field that had been plowed

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I saw a field
the field had been plowed
such that
there were rows of dirt
and
the field
was dirt in a formation of long rows
because it was just plowed
the field was dirt
a cat was
walking across the field
as I was driving by the rows
with the cat walking across the dirt rows

I saw a field
the field was dirt
the field had been plowed
such that

there were rows of dirt
long formation rows
dirt expansive rows extensive

across the field long long all the way to the edge of the light
as I was driving by
a cat was walking his way on the dirt
the field that had been plowed




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spopb, spopb, spopb

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Great Depression: unemployed, destitute man le...

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wishing mayors collect glass door fing
-erprints, dragging hands from waist
coats to push signs -
  some doors push in

spopb, spopb, spopb, spopb
  glassdoor with fingerprints that are greassy
    spopb
   spopb
  spopb

shop owner: “yes” and bEll moves around And on
  an
  asphalt
a tire noise   now squeezes in from road.
  door shuts
and shop owner holds for the town man
  “…come to get a can of beans”




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