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I Pray Yow All -Anonymous I pray yow all wyth o thowght: [Amende] me and peyre me nowght. Holy wryt seyght, whech nothyng ys sother, That [no man] schuld apeyre other; Syth than in God y am thy [brother],        Amende me and peyre me nought. This [best] in the gospel eche man may se: Yif [y shall], brothir, trespace to the, Betwene us two up neme thow me;        Amende me and peyre me

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John Scofield, Joe Lovano, Dave Holland and Al Foster.  Let me repeat: John Scofield, Joe Lovano, Dave Holland and Al Foster.  What more do you need to know? ScoLoHoFo - 7/11/99, The Barbican Centre, London, UK (FM) John Scofield - guitar Joe Lovano - tenor saxophoneDave Holland - bassAl Foster - drums Cymbalism Pass It On Go Blow Bonnie Rose Fort Worth Peculiar Easy for You

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Los Lobos remains one of the best live bands in the world. If you know this, you're already downloading this. If you don't know this, you're about to find out. Los Lobos - 6/25/11, Black Oak Ranch, Laytonville CA (FM) Let's Say Goodnight On Main Street Chuco's Cumbia West LA Fadeaway The Neighborhood Tin Can Trust Tongue (Shuffle In A) (w/ David Bromberg) Farmer John Kiko and the

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...but not necessarily all of them... The Jerry Garcia Band - 12/20/75, Winterland, San Francisco, CA (sbd) Jerry Garcia - Vocals, Guitar Nicky Hopkins - Piano John Kahn - Bass Ron Tutt - Drums Let It Rock They Love Each Other Russian Lullaby Tore Up Over You Jingle Bells Birmingham The Night They Drove Old Dixie Down Money Honey Let’s Spend The Night Together Edward

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I hated this the first time I heard it, but couldn't stop going back. I know that's an old story and you've already guessed the rest... I can't stop listening and I'm not sure why.... Jefferson Starship - 9/3/11,  Dragon-Con, Hyatt Regency Centennial Ballroom, Atlanta, GA (sbd) Main Titles > Sunrise > Your Mind Has Left Your Body > Brain Damage > HAL's Tales of the Future (MC) > Rachel's Song >

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-Stanley Spencer

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Long Hair-Gary Snyder Hunting Season: Once every year, the Deer catch human beings. They do various things which irresistibly draw men near them; each one selects a certain man. The Deer shoots the man, who is then compelled to skin it and carry its meat home and eat it. Then the deer is inside the man. He waits and hides in there, but the man doesn't know it. When enough Deer have occupied

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U.K. - 6/27/78, El Mocambo Club, Toronto, Ontario (FM) Alaska > Time to Kill Sahara of Snow Carrying No Cross The Only Thing She Needs Thirty Years > In the Dead of the Night > By the Light of Day > Presto Vivace > In the Dead of the Night

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Continuing To Live -Philip Larkin Continuing to live - that is, repeat A habit formed to get necessaries - Is nearly always losing, or going without. It varies. This loss of interest, hair, and enterprise - Ah, if the game were poker, yes, You might discard them, draw a full house! But it's chess. And once you have walked the length of your mind, what You command is clear as a lading-list.

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Grateful Dead - 8/27/72, Old Renaissance Faire Grounds, Veneta, OR (sbd) The Promised Land Sugaree Me and My Uncle Deal Black Throated Wind China Cat Sunflower> I Know You Rider Mexicali Blues Bertha Playin' in the Band He's Gone Jack Straw Bird Song The Greatest Story Ever Told Dark Star> El Paso Sing Me Back Home Sugar Magnolia Casey Jones One More Saturday Night

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"Black Soul Choir" -David Eugene Edwards, Kevin Soll & Jean-Yves Tola Ain't no man ever seen the face of his foe, no He ain't made of flesh and bone He's the one who sits up close behind you And when he's there you are alone Every man is evil yes, every man's a liar Unashamed of the wicked tongue Singing the black soul choir No man has ever seen the face of our lord, no Not since he's left

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I'll eventually get around to re-posting much of the stuff people asked for (remember, it took me years to get it all posted the first time around), but the first of the month is always for Neil Young, so let's do both. If you're a Neil Young fanatic, you already have this.  If you're a fan at all, you want it. The stories are various - Ry Cooder played that night, and Neil Young was in the

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"We are not creatures of circumstance; we are creators of circumstance." -Benjamin Disreali Geri Allen Trio - 6/30/95, Klosterruine, Eldena, Germany (FM) Geri Allen - piano Ron Carter - bassLenny White - drums Toys> Feed The Fire> Dig Tea For Two A Beautiful Friendship Old Folks

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A POEM FOR VIPERS By John Wieners I sit in Lees. At 11:40 PM with Jimmy the pusher. He teaches me Ju Ju. Hot on the table before us shrimp foo yong, rice and mushroom chow yuke. Up the street under the wheels of a strange car is his stash--The ritual. We make it. And have made it. For months now together after midnight. Soon I know the fuzz will interrupt, will arrest Jimmy and I shall be placed

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-Vincent Van Gogh

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Grateful Dead - 11/3/91, Golden Gate Park, San Francisco, CA (FM) Hell In a BucketChina Cat Sunflower > I Know You Rider Wang Dang Doodle (w/John Popper) Born On The Bayou (w/John Fogerty) Green River (w/John Fogerty) Bad Moon Rising (w/John Fogerty) Proud Mary (w/John Fogerty) Truckin > The Other One > Wharf Rat > Sunshine Daydream Forever Young (w/Neil Young) Touch of Grey

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“Like lost children we live our unfinished adventures.” ― Guy Debord, The Society of the Spectacle Larry Coryell & 11th House - 9/24/73, Stockholm, Sweden (FM) Larry Coryell - guitar Randy Brecker - trumpet Mike Mandel - keyboards Danny Trifan - bass guitar Alphonse Mouzon- drums Lolita Funky Waltz Ism> Ejercicio Adam Smasher Theme For A Dream Joy Ride Guitar Solo Drum Solo

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How to Meditate -Jack Kerouac -lights out- fall, hands a-clasped, into instantaneous ecstasy like a shot of heroin or morphine, the gland inside of my brain discharging the good glad fluid (Holy Fluid) as i hap-down and hold all my body parts down to a deadstop trance-Healing all my sicknesses-erasing all-not even the shred of a 'I-hope-you' or a Loony Balloon left in it, but the mind blank,

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Here's Doug Sahm and his band promoting his first post-Sir Douglas Quintet album by not playing that many songs from it.  Good stuff, though.  Sahm made a career of exploring the assorted intersections of country, blues, rock, Tejano, and soul and this set is no exception.  I've been obsessed with it for months now, so I guess it's time to share with you. Doug Sahm - 3/29/73, Paul's Mall,

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-Alfred Sisley

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Most of my upload links are now worthless.  I'll start clearing out useless posts late next week.  If there's something specific you'd like me to re-post using another hosting service, please leave a comment here.  I'll try to get to it soon.

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Grateful Dead - 6/9/76, Boston Music Hall, Boston, MA (sbd) Cold Rain and Snow Cassidy Scarlet Begonias The Music Never Stopped Crazy Fingers Big River They Love Each Other Looks Like Rain Ship of Fools The Promised Land Saint Stephen > Eyes of the World > Let It Grow Brown Eyed Women Lazy Lightnin' > Supplication High Time Samson and Delilah It Must Have Been the Roses Dancing in the Street >

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The Jack Bruce Band - 12/?/77, Old Waldorf Theater, San Francisco, CA (FM) Born Under a Bad Sign Morning Story Theme for an Imaginary Western Los Angeles Politician A Letter of Thanks Sunshine of Your Love Spirit Something to Live For

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"Some of the most wonderful people are the ones who don't fit into boxes." -Tori Amos Tori Amos - 3/25/96, Friedrichstadt Palast, Berlin, Germany (FM) Beauty Queen Horses Leather American Pie Smells Like Teen Spirit Caught a Lite Sneeze Little Amsterdam Cornflake Girl Bells for Her Precious Things In the Springtime of His Voodoo Father Lucifer Space Dog Thank You

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It's been a while since I posted any Todd Rundgren, so here's a fun show wuth an interesting line-up of Utopia. Todd Rundgren - 10/9/75, Hammersmith Odeon, London, UK (sbd) Freedom Fighters Mr. Triscuits The Last Ride Sunset Boulevard Heavy Metal Kids The Wheel Open My Eyes Sons of 1984 Do Ya

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-Mark Rothko

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Grateful Dead - 8/28/82, Oregon County Fairgrounds, Veneta, OR (sbd) Bertha > New Minglewood Blues Tennessee Jed Me and My Uncle > Big River Althea It's All Over Now China Cat Sunflower > I Know You Rider Keep Your Day Job > Man Smart (Woman Smarter) West L.A. Fadeaway Far From Me > Playin' in the Band > Drums > Space > The Wheel > The Other One > Truckin' > Black Peter > Playing in the Band >

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On the long list of deserving bands who never quite hit the big (or even small) time, Scruffy the Cat has a special place in my heart.  They weren't necessarily better than anyone else or all that different or in any way influential either, but they were good - always, all the time, good.  No pretension, no quirks, just solid songs, solid playing, solid singing, and the constant sense that they

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Bad luck and trouble were his only friends... Albert King - 1/17/80, Karhuset, Stockholm, Sweden (FM) Kansas City Stormy Monday I Got the Blues Oh, Pretty Woman Born Under a Bad Sign I Wonder Why The Sky Is Crying

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Kubla Khan -Samuel Taylor Coleridge In Xanadu did Kubla Khan A stately pleasure-dome decree: Where Alph, the sacred river, ran Through caverns measureless to man Down to a sunless sea. So twice five miles of fertile ground With walls and towers were girdled round: And here were gardens bright with sinuous rills Where blossomed many an incense-bearing tree; And here were forests ancient as

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Codona.  A "supergroup" of sorts.  A means by which some like-minded musicians explored ideas not accommodated by their collaborations with other folks, I suppose.  The unimaginative might call this "world music", "jazz", "new age", or maybe "new world jazz" or something.  I guess I'm even less imaginative than them because, even though I find those labels unfulfilling, I can't begin to come up

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I just read that Sam Rivers died.  He lived a good long life and left us a ton of good music, so it's selfish to grieve his loss too much, but still... I feel kind of sad.  Fuschia Swing Song is one of my go-to discs.  Check it out when you get the chance.  In the meanwhile, here's an hour long improvisation in the company of giants.  Hold on tight, this heads out there in a hurry and stays

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Grateful Dead - 5/7/78, RPI Fieldhouse, Troy, NY (sbd) Jack Straw Dire Wolf Mexicali Blues -> Mama Tried Tennessee Jed It's All Over Now Friend of the Devil Passenger Brown Eyed Women The Music Never Stopped Scarlet Begonias > Fire on the Mountain Estimated Prophet > He's Gone > Drums > Iko Iko > The Other One > Black Peter > Around & Around

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Is there any style of jazz David Murray can't play?  Here we find him in a decidedly Cubano mood.  Very nice indeed. David Murray Cuban Ensemble - 7/1/11, Teatro Romano, Verona, Italy (FM) David Murray - tenor saxophone, clarinets Roman Filiu O'Reilly - alto saxophone Ariel Bringuez Ruiz - tenor saxophone Mario Feliz Hernandez Morrejon - trumpet Denis Cuni Rodriguez - trombone Jose Rivero -

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Some of you may remember that I ran for President four years ago.  I'm still waiting for a decision on my re-count demands.  There has, I know, been much specualtion on whether I would join the race this year, as well.  After much deliberation with Mrs. Infinite, I have decided not to run.  Nor will I serve if elected. My reasons? Well, consider that the teabaggers are busy, busy, buy trying to

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Grateful Dead - 3/16/68, Carousel Ballroom, San Francisco, CA (sbd) Dark Star> China Cat Sunflower> The Eleven> Good Morning Little Schoolgirl Morning Dew It Hurts Me Too That's It for the Other One Alligator> Caution (Do Not Stop on Tracks)> Feedback And We Bid You Good Night

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"The profound crisis of human identity brought on by living within a lie, a crisis which in turn makes such a life possible, certainly possesses a moral dimension as well; it appears, among other things, as a deep moral crisis in society. A person who has been seduced by the consumer value system, whose identity is dissolved in an amalgam of the accouterments of mass civilization, and who has no

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Sonic Youth - 11/5/88, Club Metro, Chicago, IL (sbd) Teenage Riot Hey Joni The Wonder Hyperstation 'Cross The Breeze Kissability Candle Eric's Trip The Sprawl I Love Her All The Time Eliminator Jr. Silver Rocket I Wanna Be Your Dog

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All the light -David Meltzer He filled blank pages with black ink repeating primary news amniotically surrounding vision before it broke apart and a world of shadows looms over the survivor making noises with their mouths Some enter and never leave others go crazy beyond paper some know certainty in calligraphy nobody can read and those in between scream as pressed flowers

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-Henri Matisse

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The Bath -Joel Oppenheimer he will insist on reading things into her simplest act. her bath, which she takes because he wills it so. her bath she takes to cleanse herself. ritual. ritual always in his life. she takes her bath to ready herself. and himself more often than not decides she wants him unbathed. manlike. what he is most pleased about is her continuing bathing. in his tub. in his water

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A VULNERARY for Robert Duncan - Jonathon Williams one comes to language from afar, the ear fears for its sound-barriers -- but one "comes"; the language "comes" for The Beckoning Fair One plant you now, dig you later, the plaint stirs winter earth... air in a hornet's nest over the water makes a solid, six-sided music... a few utterly quiet scenes, things are very far away -- "form is

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-Jackson Pollock

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Advent -Brother Antoninus Fertile and rank and rich the coastal rains Walked on the stiffened weeds and made them bend; And stunned November chokes the cottonwood creeks For Autumn's end. And the hour of advent draws on the small-eyed seeds That spilled in the pentacostal drought from the fallen cup: Swept in the riddled summer-shrunken earth; Now the eyes look up. Faintly they glint, they

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Vaquero -Edward Dorn The cowboy stands beneath a brick-orange moon. The top of his oblong head is blue. The sheath of his hips is too. In the dark brown night your cowboy stands quite still. His plain hands are crossed. His wrists are embossed white. In the background night is a house, has a blue chimney top, Yi Yi, the cowboy's eyes are blue. The top of the sky is too.

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-Franz Marc

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Note to the 99%:  When things go like this, remember the words of G. Gordon Liddy and aim for the head.

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A Selection of poems from "the" by Larry Eigner #31 the frequency of hills in view but time creeps on water air borne over here a direction the land drowned or revealed or ex- posed the foghorn night firefly or cricket rides * * * * * bird skate air, plow tree * * * * * I feel my life again the strangeness it should be the same sky grass tree

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-David Alfaro Siqueiro

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The Mirror -Robert Creeley Seeing is believing. Whatever was thought or said, these persistent, inexorable deaths make faith as such absent, our humanness a question, a disgust for what we are. Whatever the hope, here it is lost. Because we coveted our difference, here is the cost.

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-Banksy

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Ikon: The Harrowing of Hell by Denise Levertov Down through the tomb's inward arch He has shouldered out into Limbo to gather them, dazed, from dreamless slumber: the merciful dead, the prophets, the innocents just His own age and those unnumbered others waiting here unaware, in an endless void He is ending now, stooping to tug at their hands, to pull them from their sarcophagi, dazzled,

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Such Is the Sickness of Many a Good Thing By Robert Duncan Was he then Adam of the Burning Way? hid away in the heat like wrath conceald in Love’s face, or the seed, Eris in Eros, key and lock of what I was? I could not speak the releasing word. For into a dark matter he came and askt me to say what I could not say. “I ..” All the flame in me

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-Otto Dix

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The Songs of Maximus: Song 1 By Charles Olson colored pictures of all things to eat: dirty postcards And words, words, words all over everything No eyes or ears left to do their own doings (all invaded, appropriated, outraged, all senses including the mind, that worker on what is And that other sense made to give even the most wretched, or any of us, wretched, that consolation (

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Is resignation an acceptable substitute for maturity?

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More importantly, will it be Sabrina, Betty or Veronica who hits Gene Simmons with a paternity suit?

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-Man Ray

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These Are the Ravens -Brother Antoninus These are the ravens of my soul, Sloping above the lonely fields And cawing, cawing. I have released them now, And sent them wavering down the sky, Learning the slow witchery of the wind, And crying on the farthest fences of the world.

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-Francis Bacon

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The Fair Young Wife -Helen Adams This is a tale for a night of snow. It was lived in the north land long ago. And old man, nearing the end of life, Took to his arms a fair young wife. A wife to keep his house in the woods. His house of echoes and solitudes, ’Mid forests gloomy and unexplored, Hunting ground of the wolves abhored. Through miles of forest the wolves ran light. She heard them

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A Boat -Richard Brautigan O beautiful was the werewolf in his evil forest. We took him to the carnival and he started crying when he saw the Ferris wheel. Electric green and red tears flowed down his furry cheeks. He looked like a boat out on the dark water.

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-Albrecht Altdorfer

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Rolling in at Twilight-Gary Snyder  Rolling in at twilight – Newport Oregon – cool of september ocean air, I saw Phil Whalen with a load of groceries walking through a dirt lot full of logging trucks, cats and skidders looking at the ground. I yelld as the bus wheeld by but he kept looking down. ten minutes later with my books and pack knockt at his door "Thought

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-Paul Signac

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-Martin Paar

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For No Clear Reason -Robert Creeley I dreamt last night the fright was over, that the dust came, and then water, and women and men, together again, and all was quiet in the dim moon’s light. A paean of such patience— laughing, laughing at me, and the days extend over the earth’s great cover, grass, trees, and flower- ing season, for no clear reason.

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1. CITY MADNESS -Ray Bremser I used to sit often composing the manuscript never denouncing and therefore not to be written without preparation for trial. I'd sit contemplating unobvious thoughts without poetry, being the poet of adequate life on broken brick steps full of contractions of piles and pimply sores from the stone and syphilis-eyed hypochondria sleep-thinking germs bringing flu and

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-René Magritte

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A New Reality Is Better Than a New Movie! By Amiri Baraka How will it go, crumbling earthquake, towering inferno, juggernaut, volcano, smashup, in reality, other than the feverish nearreal fantasy of the capitalist flunky film hacks tho they sense its reality breathing a quake inferno scar on their throat even snorts of 100% pure cocaine cant cancel the cold cut of impending death to this

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-Jett Jackson

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Kafka's Hat -Richard Brautigan With the rain falling surgically against the roof, I ate a dish of ice cream that looked like Kafka's hat.

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-Roy Lichtenstein

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There Is This Distance Between Me and What I See By Philip Lamantia There is this distance between me and what I see everywhere immanence of the presence of God no more ekstasis a cool head watch watch watch I'm here He's over there ... It's an ocean ... Sometimes I can't think of it, I fail, fall This IS the book of love there IS the Tower of David there IS the throne of wisdom there IS this

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A Little Language By Robert Duncan I know a little language of my cat, though Dante says that animals have no need of speech and Nature abhors the superfluous. My cat is fluent. He converses when he wants with me. To speak is natural. And whales and wolves I’ve heard in choral soundings of the sea and air know harmony and have an eloquence that stirs my mind and

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-Hieronymous Bosch

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I Held A Shelley Manuscript -Gregory Corso My hands did numb to beauty as they reached into Death and tightened! O sovereign was my touch upon the tan-inks's fragile page! Quickly, my eyes moved quickly, sought for smell for dust for lace for dry hair! I would have taken the page breathing in the crime! For no evidence have I wrung from dreams-- yet what triumph is there in private credence?

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-Elaine Fried Dekooning

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LAST POEM by Ted Berrigan Before I began life this time I took a crash course in Counter-Intelligence Once here I signed in, see name below, and added Some words remembered from an earlier time, "The intention of the organism is to survive." My earliest, & happiest, memories pre-date WWII, They involve a glass slipper & a helpless blue rose In a slender blue single-rose vase: Mine Was a story

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If I could tell you  -W.H. Auden Time will say nothing but I told you so, Time only knows the price we have to pay; If I could tell you I would let you know. If we should weep when clowns put on their show, If we should stumble when musicians play, Time will say nothing but I told you so. There are no fortunes to be told, although, Because I love you more than I can say, If I could tell you I

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-David Settino Scott

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30 Cents, Two Transfers, Love -Richard Brautigan Thinking hard about you I got on the bus and paid 30 cents car fare and asked the driver for two transfers before discovering that I was alone.

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-Francois Boucher

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Complaint: To the Muse- Philip Whalen You do understand I've waited long enough There's nobody else that interests me more than a minute I've got no more ambition to shop around for poems or love Come Back!                or at least answer your telephone I'm nowhere without you     This is the greatest possible drag     Slower than the speed of light or always     A little less than critical

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-Stuart Davis

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The Belltower by Diane di Prima the weighing is done in autumn and the sifting what is to be threshed is threshed in autumn what is to be gathered is taken the wind does not die in autumn the moon shifts endlessly thru flying clouds in autumn the sea is high & a golden light plays everywhere making it harder to go one's way. all leavetaking is in autumn where there is leavetaking it is always

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