Working Class Bambi Fragmentation
whizzing around Buckinghamshire
despite lack of note I came in one of the managers
here's Stone Cold Steve Austin man
“a billion dollars walking up to me”
Dennis Kucinich if only I could have a cold beer
I see this around I shall shout she dated Johnny
I may add says “where have you have the facts”
a team of complete muppets comes to politics
really come off oh yeah consider this
no sudden “Cambrian explosion”
of multicellular afterschool activities
police quiz the odor until cleanup process
of all Glass's symphonies composed
pioneers “joined others” to form themselves
or selectmen gathering babies of the year
in the new company the existing team
scoreless backs were tenacious “throughout”
and they cleared their lines time after time
and found great success rolling an impressive mark
the kung fu explosion perspectives
predict Iraqi cassette cell parity
“town buyers” receiving pilot study
had been rolling before the changes
on the verge of a second “New Deal”
an area with very delicate boxwork
telemetry and standing lacework
going on upstairs for the list of liberals their quotes
especially hate administration there they are
and not let us get a sandwich “geez my car”
various forms of “language poetry”
think oops didn't complete
it's been a long time since I read an article
about attending an animal world installation
consisting of battery-driven foxes and martens
special sauce over mechanized presentations “too elaborate”
important “mom” conversations
Hindu land mine rips a hole
in the top floor of mass production
a “reenactment” filmed sometimes
on the slow line of gunpowder
after being knocked down by the material
often three-dimensional sunburst
in Los Angeles chrome surfaces
poetics of blood drive opera
gently stirring specialist farming onto “other worlds”
funny mom feeling “alive” in Nepal
teaching Enron terrorism lessons
fuel system ever Exxon Mobil staged
“you staged the book creating a language”
excluding the most “complex”
parent “dating risks” politburo jail fire
they hate me due to the gas explosion
critical interpretation is “okay”
I borrowed it from my mom
piano wheelchair and iambic pentameter
the way T. S. Eliot's poetry is “about women's basketball”
all the honor and luxury
a “graduate form of expression”
swept along completely in July
but there was “kind of an explosion”
when the Khmer Rouge was a single mom
one big reason is the geometric free-stimulus
the generation of electricity
the order of national implementation
“fancy fabric explanation”
working class Bambi fragmentation
a coronation not a coronation
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[ see also ]
Tony Tost: K. Silem Mohammad and the Subpoetics of FlarfThomas Basbøll: The Interaction of Cheese
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