THIS AIN'T A RIFF
(1966)
(1966)
Here's where Andy entered : silver-haired
mop-head, wig-held Numen. The added word
to the other word. Andy art Andy. I don't know.
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Some girl in his bunch came by, came over after
hours - way late, that's the kind of after-hours.
Dali could bend time, but Andy could stop it.
She stayed until the very next day, and then after.
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The back-tag numbers, the way the clouds amassed,
the shapes and the forms. We talked about things.
I found myself just in love with the loving itself.
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