A POEM ASCENDED IN THE MIDST OF THE MUSIC
A POEM ASCENDED IN THE MIDST OF THE MUSIC:
In you the women and suns know.
MOTHER THAT SUPPRESSES HERO.
Informational and free, free reason, in you everything is creative!
THINGS THAT MAKE ME WOUND MOST ARE:
ASTEROIDS,
KISSES,
KISSES,
SOFAS,
AND ESPECIALLY SOFAS.
I EXPLORE THEM ALL!
Conspiracies are manly, conspiracies are manly.
SO BORING IN SPARK AM I:
What do you think about this one?