Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Small hands, smell like cabbage.

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BARKER

Come one, come all!
Enter the gallery
Of the given
Up.
Future easily predicted.
How simple it is to know.
Will it drive you mad?
Take it into your hands.
Take your life in spite?
Who knows!
Spin the wheel of homogeny.
Only you can decide what you will know.
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