Saturday, April 5, 2014

5227. I'VE FOUND NOW MY ENTRYWAY NEW

I'VE FOUND NOW 
MY ENTRYWAY NEW
Oscillate, rotate, shake, observe. Hoboken has streets,
New Brunswick has sewers. A young fellow named
Funk is walking around drunk. I wouldn't mention this
at all, but it bears some importance. Outside the orbit
of elastic time, the bends and crimps of Life go on.

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