Music
Alone 16 and browsing through CDs at the store
seeking punk industrial conscious dancehall evermore
reading Marx in parking lots is where we found our core
tape cassettes by Nitzer Ebb like marching off to war
but math is truth and truth is love and music is math galore!
River
deep in the ground she counts
quadrillions of liters, large amounts
she drips in caverns sightless, slow
spouting and burbling from springs on crust
like fangless snake this river low
to nourish her children she must always flow
2021-10-14
Two Dogs Playing
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