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Poem Ever from Eulogy for the Human Race The
World is a Prison I
reach across the new York sky and find my hands full of words while abusive
and rotting colors are crawling down your body and falling through the
streets and I open my mouth and feel my words crashing into buildings
while your hurricaneing eyes are roaring at me because bombs are pouring
out of my face and everyone suddenly becomes naked and penises and anuses
become this entangled death storming through the cities and I paint the
sky with anuses and penises while everyone laughs with massive color flooding
out of their mouths color fragmenting all around them ravaging the landscape
with orange and red and yellow while naked couples run to the graveyards
with cancerous smiles jumping from their faces and a gunshot just crashed
through everyone's thought
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