Sunday, April 07, 2013

soul can kill you.

Sad-eyed mules of men                                                   

Daily the
sledgehammers and the
sad-eyed mules of men, &
there was Christ hung like
dried bacon, and now
the con-men raking it it:
the young girls
the mansions
the trips to
Paris, and look:
even great artists the great writers
raking it in.
but where do we go while the great writers are
saving their own 
where do we go? hell, of course, juggling their
collected works
under our


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