he told her
I feel Im
feeling Im feelin like I want to run
through a wall
I coud run through a wall
she tipped her headrolled her eyes
How do you mean?
Energetic energised spurred on
Spurred?
Yah
Gotta to go headlong through a wall Creeleys fault Black Mountain poet
The
poem isIll
quote him
. . . that place we are finally
safe in . . . understanding is not a requirement. You don’t have to know why.
Being there is the one requirement. If one only wrote good poems, what a dreary
world it would be.
The wall woud be tha dreary world
Not escape no
Creating an exit an entrance entrance exit to elsewhere tha is denied us by tha structure tha twodimensional edgeobstruction
be whaever its made of
Purchase
Retake tha space
Fuckin’ enthused.
Spurred
Lemme share another beauty
by him
You did it,
and you didn’t want to,
and it was simple.
You
were not involved,
even if your head was cut
off,
or
each finger
twisted
from
its shape until it broke,
and you screamed too
with the other,
in pleasure.
You must see how I could run
through a wall
Monday, 7 4. 04
1027, Sunday,
30 6. 24
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