Golds, emeralds, jades and pinks

the chosen inks.  Milk silk skin raven hair welcome

home incense .  Tapestried walls expand giant forests of

drums breasts synthetic symphonies, parity dis

parity bedfellows in new folklore.  Pump

this room beer swill Kerouac’s will

full of migrating despots narcotics pimps

in a new skin seasons stations sleep

in smoke, sleep, smoke.

Pump drum smoke home where’s the

will you killed it no rain

dance now just dry

leaves you

killed it.


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