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utter lack of
memory
simplicity
herbert comes out of the piano
i call my stereo
on sunday
when william carlos williams'
shoes fit his two left feet
and he thought about that problem all day
long (pound)
declining to write
for fear of getting lost in abstraction
or
pop
like the sound of
toast
or
john belushi's
egg zit (animal house)
how
wonderful the 21st century can
be,
an anorexia
becoming the formal eating habit in the
west
wing
it's so fashionable to be upset
it's difficult to miss
the mark
stand soiled in the optimism (disney)
i missed out on dancing
with jenelle last night
for fear of my shoes falling
off
a poet with foresight
optimizing his mind for disco