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the horned fox plays his sax
as people come and go, the horned fox plays his sax his ragged tail by his ragged black hat filled with dollars or dimes the horned fox plays his sax morningtime as children go by
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the artist's prophecy
the artist's prophecy means nothing and never happens green clouds and swimming weights, bed peace and the end of hate, door-way Gods and upside-down trains the artist who paints
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Anarchia
Time is distorted like a Van Gogh clock, morals relativized till nothing shocks beasts on the street carrying purses and holding leashes, freed from factory yokes
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good morning to the ash God
feasted on sweet sausage, deep sleep re-ordered my troubled brain and I woke up somewhat refreshed to view the continuing fall of steady rain on yards with vibrant rosebushes
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sulfur springs haiku
naked apes strutting under the peace sign; taking a mile every inch "hippie" music show old long-hairs and young women mellow friendly glow under tranquil stars
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