big town blues (iii) ::
at the delicious life

do you wonder
when you look across
that chasm

at the delicious life
the playful to accompany
the wrapping the double

do you not wonder
it might be better
to be
where the chasm's
a stream

in the marsh
the sucking graves
of the armies
of free action
the child me found

i built this city
here
myself
it was the only place

it's falling down now
the damp degrades fine structure
like stars stretch

a rope and a rocket
i wonder

would the rope be tied
would i trust the tied
could i cross

image: poem

2K7:9

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dish dosh
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big town blues (i)
that was this morning
my grey is a coat
bikini hotel
up the kriek
dinxle
small empire of life
lobby watch
that is you luxembourgers' fault

big town blues (ii)
degraded stress
since the day is wasted
the conversatiee
veer horizon
pupate
sea picture
it's process
the vibrate

big town blues (iii)
cross tension
at the delicious life




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