Day Without Art 2015
(an oxymoron for Aristotélēs)
Sweet in sustenance
Swims this combustible
Carbon water brain.
This blob tells me,
Compels me,
Yells at me.
Scanning other computers
All commuters,
In unison, yeah.
Cloud composed, composer,
Lack of composure.
Just right, suppose, or.
Sophistry some-ocracy, yes,
Suppository idolatry, yea,
Each on purveys.
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
This Is Politics:
Opinion. Rhetoric.
Not Poetry Poetic.
Enduring Rain (NYC Late Autumn 2015)
— rPs 12 01 2015
Wildflowers of the West Village 
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