big town blues (ii) ::
the conversatiee

i approach the cut
     as though i make
          machinery

the detail revolution
     each day
          the whole is boiled

the conversatiee
     looks to the route he expects
          the whole is lava

i let any art
     give me the ride

if it’s not on his map
     he wants it not there

he knows more
     I’ve been more

poem

2K7:9

arts & ego
dish dosh
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big town blues (i)
that was this morning
my grey is a coat
bikini hotel
up the kriek
dinxle
small empire of life
lobby watch
that is you luxembourgers’ fault

big town blues (ii)
degraded stress
since the day is wasted
the conversatiee
veer horizon
pupate
sea picture
it’s process
the vibrate




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