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Sketches of etched realities 

I Paint your nose in one direction, and

Someone else’s cock in another.

I took a snapshot of your ear

And put some tar in it

Last nightmare I shuffled the tarot

And a star came out. Oops

Like Mildew the stewing pot of

Who made dinner last 

Night 

Clangs 

Radios riot some tune by 

Someone or Other 

Meanwhile the happy glyphs 

On the page

Slurp and slink

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