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Paranoia (Free verse) by lastobelus

All day long I done the fun-shun run but one come cunning anyhow and took what was mine! all that serious- ness did me nought... so then it comes: puhnoya p-schwa-schwa-neu-schwa creeps like that egg-in-the-hair joke over me and desire and belief 'n' all the what-not I need runs together out the bottom of my feet leaving me cold. uh-oh No one tells what the judgement was, what was decided but all were clearly watching - some looked away or even they were grinning. -- it is this thing, this grinning what's come over me, around me, everywhere this grinning until it comes one day up too difficult to say or keep inside me (duly scribbling their evaluation in notebooks) 'n I say fuck it and run.

lastobelus 14-Mar-03/9:26 AM
cummings was my first poet, first literary love. Still shows up in my Regurgitationalism from time to time. Paranoia's easy for me to capture, since I have it.




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