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L'accumulazione

on Sale tonight by Domenico Ferri

TUESDAY, JULY 18th, 2006 at 02:17 AM

The dirge of the sincere and talented,
Haunting me to sleep each night,
Telling me I don’t want any part of this age;
The new school has commidified pathos.

Venerated drifters complained about a moratorium
And how the big venture censured the volatile ones.
Thirsty, immodest, misguided in the streets, heroic?
I’m still screaming like I hate my historical moment.

But they were lucky to be able to run,
There is a privilege in wandering, escaping the gaze.
Hell, I could stand to get lost in this country,
Or get charged for removing my clothing.

You’d at least see me for what I am.

Atown

WEDNESDAY, JULY 26th, 2006 at 08:21 PM

Dear D, ah straight into the eyes is what i say to this as i have stumbled upon it. nudity is brave and necessary; wandering and getting lost is usually about humility too.. i do wish you’d write back again. but all the while i suspect everything is well. perhaps i’ll see you next month in the dyslexic, unabated town that you live in- maybe in the holler and in the glorious evening noise.

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