discipline or narcolepsy?
erudite polygots exhaust the quandary
sweltering beneath a soda fountain,
elbowed in a manilla gangland;
nubile pleb with tabloid Venus infatuation!
pursue from any sandpaper orifice a creeping consolation,
defend this rendevous of hold-over gelatinism
those glass amoeba, that gestured apparition.
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