there are a lot
of poetry readings
but hardly any
fucking poems
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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- "The Point" by Rob Plath. (c) 2011.
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- "Death Dances With The Cholesterol-Free" by Rob Pl...
- "Nacer Para Morir" by Rob Plath. (c) 2011.
- "Smoking Skull" by Rob Plath. (c) 2011.
- "Fuck You, Nietzsche" by Rob Plath. (c) 2011. FOR...
- "Lighten Up" by Rob Plath. (c) 2011.
- the sun, the cunts & the masses
- & i am drawn to everything sad
- great poems
- The Boundless YES of the Universe
- a day full of sun is like a machine gun
- hit the machine
- sharper than scalpels
- up to my armpits
- little dead girl in the wisteria vines
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