Sunday, October 23, 2011


they call him young buck
sing his name wide
shining with a smile
with nothing to hide

learn tongues
free speech
from the primate
with his movements

poetry at the fall
of running water
gibberish connecting home
with the animals
intention superseding
intentional intentions
of expression

you feel yourself
you in a different way
hear and understand
who this you is

theres always rules
though new
vast structures
of factor
and frequency


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