#This is some bad poetry from a journal that has a pink bandana cover. It starts with a
#newspapaer clipping dated June 2, 1989
Kll me
kastrate me
vot for me
well…
sacrafice river butcher bald eagles…
but but but
this
the death of per po no!
I think not.
endless Jim morrisona esque ahem esquires
in eithty dollar boots can reise before the masses spouting
trochaic hexameter out dated eliot
the deth of per po
no
to his him and his applauding audience
All that is seen to crotch grabbing compromishg
well if that is all he and his see
so be it that must be it
The death of Perf po
no
my metaphores my offend
gestures may create distaste
I don’t ask you to assume I have a brain
In fact I am glad you do not
the time of perf po has passed you by
and derrida will not carry you through
the death of perf p
no
no no

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