Thursday, November 06, 2003

Listening to: Sheila Chandra.

   "The Reagans Episode I"

1.
  Where sable swans on
Rivers yet unfound the fecund cicala,
Dew soaked grass,
No grisaille sun// Babylon green noun
Dying into leave us sky

Gray down styrofoam
Want. And silvery ruins vie incursion
A flaunting cactus my cloud
Pseudonym defend the engrams grue

2.
  I think I used to be Lincoln, some great man a grateful nation is always thanking in cards letters flowers the dog the wife why can't I hold on to their names also of greatness. Sometimes the sun makes me cry I am so happy to know America's free & not to be Lincoln anymore.

11 06 03

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