A poem
By megatron
Tue, 28 Sep 2004
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effortless (non-worked)
coffee table poetry landscaped format
kept it trying to change the subject
spoken or read
I wondered if I'd end up dead
the politics of protest
like stolen camera images
invest in hidden meanings
like surveillance camera stills
what do you make of time
when you talk about it anyway
saying what you cannot say
which you know is what
you most need to say
which broken jump or shuffle rhythm
sex and dancing
keep it in the frame
and/or make the music
cluttered/minimalist
storymaking, treating, installing
everybody get yr images
leave yr name where you want to
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