modernism
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 95
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 60
“need thee dry yellow reaches/of them who let the ditch/create” #a cult of creators ply to their scaled them eat the future This is them thee dry yellow reaches of disregarded culture This is thee dry yellow reaches of them and them Let them not seek revenge in the Midwest Cross thundering to they need…
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wikipedia poem, no. 30 [Against the Dibble House]
the day in such a manMad art Curry had died it was on the Dibble House and from Thomas Hart down appeared if as a painting. Wood decided this was the spirit. Wood, floating ideas, eventually Americature of East America, althoughter. The man inside her inspirit Wood decaded a garage recruited to be recruited in…
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wikipedia poem, no. 28
husband a terrible father regretful sex drive flattened, stripped out memory chromosomes shredded paranoia, fear a bad sore throat throat throat throat throat throat throat throat throat throat throat throat throat throat throat throat throat throat throbbing parenthetical hands this headache bad husband a terrible father regretful, full of sex drive flattened, stripped out memory…
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trouble with mindnumbing boredom/ after feels/ condescension/ passive lust/ i’ve got to take up doodling again— #wikipoem — joseph m gerace (@BogotaHorribLe) August 16, 2014
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morning, 040820130548
Total darkness, like youthis a beast to be eliminated.Dread beauty crawling eastacross county lines, redripped hands and ragged knees. A thought here, dilated in the past:Her fading eyes swipe at the horizon Like the loose threat of a rising sun.
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