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The so-called 'Kalašma-Tablet"'.

"POEM (HOW I LOST MY PEN-NAME)

I wrote under a pen-name
One day I shook the pen trying to make the name come out
But no it's
Like me prefers clinging to the inner calypso

So I tossed the pen to my pet the
Wastebasket to eat
It'll vomit back the name
Names aren't fit
For unhuman consumption

But no again

It stayed down

I don't use a pen-name anymore
I don't use a pen anymore
I don't write anymore
I just sit looking at the wastebasket
With this alert intelligent look on my face"

--Bill Knott

Fast Car.

"Bury my heart in the cloud labyrinth, my too soft heart." --@saintsoftness

The Boxer.