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POETRY SPURTING LIKE MOLTEN LAVA
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MEANDERTHAL MAN
Poetry spurting like molten lava
into madness and war
thru the fascist anti dreamers
of New Yankee thought
A tree grows like veins of untold
passions and dreams
which Dostoevski suffered thru
An endless zero numbered
into calligraphic figures
of desolate TV America
run by radical computers
and nerdish asexual “visionaries’
Yep
Sounds like 1980-1985 alright: i liked this one.
I was either in high school
I was either in high school or just out of high school taking classes at the Community College.