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                       AY-AY
                       ~~~~~
                       (You curse yourself) a Grip demi-violin

                       neoprene              shining my katana

                       leathers of spies are

                       on the handle               I never saw

                       and sometime before way ay           g0

                       I'll let myself be kied   little gourds

                       I never saw |before|

                       her pansa ponja on monkey-ghats?

                                    -SilasAKAPejho [/] N.Chicago/kOLKATA 97-O3






                                        ^
                                       /#\
                                       |h|
                                       `-'
                                      ~~~~~

                                 "AXXESS DENIED
                                  FOR ALL LAMER
                              PERSONS" reads a sign
                             in the porche going out
                              of the elevator also
                         there are "Pansa-ponja" posters
                                 lava-lamps and
                        "PUMP UP        BARDS!" in ascii
                                and enblazoned in
                                lustrous bauxite
                                 I see there are
                         female rastafarians on hooka...
                                  the furniture
                              a hybrid of RAVE and
                              RETRO also feng-shui
                              The kitchen strangely
                              techno and there's a
                            sticker on the door that
                                 says "LOVE THE
                            ANIMALS; DO NOT EAT THEM"
                               of course that also
                         there are books       there are
                           some notes... some verses:
                            "PopIce (THE GiST) feats
                            "THE ST. MOJO COLLECION"

                                    -SilasAKAPejho [/] N.Chicago/kOLKATA 97-O3









                                          THE HOLLOWS
                                          ~~~~~~~~~~~

                                          The hollow cowboys run badly
                                          saying "a cloud of amokas"
                                          fake ponchos were
                                          concealing them
                                          sirens of the raped
                                          night. A nag is
                                          not a car                 Marie
                                          rosaries fountains the
                                          black maiden with magenta eyes.
                                          Extatic and hard days
                                          in the city of the cherry
                                          passes Hyacinth zombi like are
                                          false his ironix. I
                                          wait the tramway and today
                                          I fell myself very sun or I zone
                                          "the progress is the charana"
                                          --aRLEQUiNENDiZ (Fontaneer)
                                          often we fear
                                          it's because we're in crusts
                                          our story goes tranky
                                          VOLS. dudettes machines and donuts
                                          and some white trolkas.
                                          To the other edge           Marmol.

                                          (ZEN-SORED)

                                          The turquoise tramway is the
                                          gallows where you never trip
                                          I deducted it seeing your
                                          charges in kook fella
                                          the sacred maggots-Princess!
                                          great carrousell of ahas!
                                          the vossa that you never argonate!
                                          your bathos in aunties--the fountains
                                          I more male or the hollow
                                          cowboys nowhere
                                          and menacing will be the mask!
                                          extasiated monkey mangals and
                                          the great katana     stitch yourself!
                                          the hollow cowboys were so
                                          sad like two hundred five
                                          mixes that say _they are_ pious.

                                    -SilasAKAPejho [/] N.Chicago/kOLKATA 97-O3
ELATED
~~~~~~
Wait a moment
this climax canceled
the complaints  and titi
wiggles it in the ***banner
of the eufemisation
the aurora borealis
of decorated pargana
in the daintiest ***snood
conspiration.   A panic
"Pixies that put pipe"
Project yourself the tambos
and the tantos also     and the bos
so flogin
in nano-calculated
stellar event
in arm-pitish nights
of pixies that allways bot.

-SilasAKAPejho [/] N.Chicago/kOLKATA 97-O3
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