Thursday, January 22, 2015

6281. MY LAST AND FINAL PROMISE

MY LAST AND 
FINAL PROMISE
To Hell with Blaise Cendrars; I am
living my Belgian life in mufti. A few
more Nazi freaks will be here any day.
Put the machine guns oin all the haystacks
and watch out for men in brown uniforms.
There is a fog now, just lifting over Berlin;
there is another fog coming down over
Manhattan. the 23rd Street roosters
are touting their goods : illicit
armaments, poisoned rations,
and  -  of course  -  bullets
where only earrings 
should be.

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