one hypnotic featurette

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    one hypnotic featurette
    is it the clue i'm suppose to regret
    i can't seem to remember
    how far did i walk in my own shoes
    now everything's a show
    do it on your own or join a clone

    here comes your engine again
    for your arrogances information
    it's not a bent standard
    it's the valentine of glamour

    another reckless assault
    and i'm done for
    i have no pity for the lost
    it's a freakin sloth

    whole arsenal of information
    it aint just a house
    it's my mighty fortress

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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