Tuesday, November 19, 2013

MODERN MUSIC

Howling surprisingly
hard 
across the cold plains—seems like 

the whole host 
of bare jealous

deciduous treelimbs—has just 
started 

barking—in wind-
rattled
assiduous winter invective—

Christmas is 
icumen in!  Lhude sing

—goddamm-death!

by cold 
axe!

to them!—
conspicuously 

tall 
n' fat—emptyheaded!
blue-
blushin'! mid-

western 
ever-
green chimney-
swab motherfuckers!

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