Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

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i eat samurai arums
peach fuzz anoints gentle harmonium.
amino humour cracks
humus with blood gilt spittle

aurora aorta sorta
pumps
like a shaduf welled
with mall rivers marvel

rivetted skin slaps slaughtered high eyes
peeling back the frame
while skeletal names
remain

letters envelope

stamps heel their anklets
on necklace trains
steaming each puff in tunnel
version visions

scallop one hoisted oyster
in the cloistered foyer
and goya is mink
and manure
uncle toms sawyer
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I like a good mixture of dada truth,
and a mixture of the calculated too;
the price of doing business these days.
Twain had Tom Sawyer and I have my
desert, both of us seeking some kind of
opening, or loophole in the coming crush.

mnaz wrote: ↑

February 7th, 2020, 3:36 am

I like a good mixture of dada truth,
and a mixture of the calculated too;
the price of doing business these days.
Twain had Tom Sawyer and I have my
desert, both of us seeking some kind of
opening, or loophole in the coming crush.

i just wish i had a matrix spoon.
no red pill. no blue pill.

just a love affair
with words
that didn't hurt me back

a world of words.
words have worlds.
layers multiply...

mnaz wrote: ↑

February 7th, 2020, 12:31 pm

a world of words.
words have worlds.
layers multiply...

agreed.
sharing also doesn't divide, it multiplies.
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Thanks for the nourish meant.