...Dead Poets. Bring Out Your Dead

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The body of art crawled up from the dirt
be it a Denom on a tear?
Aiming low against the commoner?
Cad! Cod eyes, can you not see the art from the dead?
Shake off it's loam
hop on its hip
boned
slamed
forced down your own rear end
and watch us dig up this grave art
on shoved L's
spades, spics, spans
wash your hands
(4) on it, (3) hoist, (2) dust, (1)
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tazz317tazz317almost 12 years ago
HOW MUCH ART HAS BEEN LOST

misplaced or misunderstood TK U MLJ LV NV

duddle146duddle146over 17 years ago
Lowering reason?

Strong images. A very direct poem powerful in what is hiding just below the surface of reason. Complex.

AnonymousAnonymousover 19 years ago
Maybe

he was referring to

Denoms or Demons?

slamed or slammed?

and what are L's?

mojo_catmojo_catabout 20 years ago
if only

i love it. i just wish you had spell and grammar-checked it.

thank you for a thrusting image. thank you for a tinkly laugh.

bergron says good.

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