Wednesday, May 26, 2010

one finger unsalute

raising
yr
middle
finger
is
unsaluting
the
sheep,
the
empires,
the
stifling
son-of-a-bitches
on
the
planet
This blog is updated irregularly and has nothing to do with the poet's output. The poet is actually disturbingly prolific. He writes about 5 poems per day. The pages are everywhere, even stacked in the bathtub.

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