"The experience of everyday life is the real material of any avant-garde worthy of the name."
Random # 16 = 22 in base-7; 2 + 2 = 4 lines
surgical sword justice
generous spree of juice
lost in wider sunsets
dance dyed with the tidesurge
the old songs
haunt our airwaves
a season
sad lingering
fewer &
fewer defend
the old faith
that it all meant
travesties
& much betrayed
augur still
from the old songs
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