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Guts


Mystic rush as the air in my bedroom at 3
Release in Solitude as the cutups fly back
behind the Zion Curtain
Orgasm as the most delicate form of Fear
Then and Now
Hiding the common means of Safety in
my copy of War and Peace

Again Henry
"I've got guts, but the guts need fuel."
a simple ham sandwich solved his alley problem
the punchline of every zen joke
"make me one with everything"

After rising up from the depths of Debt's emotion
Where are the tendrils coming from
how will the ownership be assumed
names as ownership
makes me want to change mine every Day




Gotta go back to work.....