Page 69 - 1964
P. 69
INDECISION
Walkin’ thru the populous empty
Street I seen 408,502
Guys all doin’ nothin’
Which is pretty good considerin’ there
Weren’t nobody there!
But then figure it this way
Maybe they was there?
Yeah but maybe they wasn’t
Soo what!
I dunno so nothin’ I suppose.
But how you know if anyone was
There or not?
Well I ain’t sure maybe yeah
and maybe no.
I just can’t tell.
R. N. Rand
It’s mine! All mine!!!
LAB REPORT No. 83
in the land where Weevil frowns upon
the knee of him
who Steps on ants abundant there glides a benzine ring
which baffles Menace No. 4!
She would not vire an explanation to abduct the extroverted
Fantasy of Youth and Feeble Fur a being which, with all
five shirt-sleeves tries to franchise the sensuality
of fate.
Aardvarks do harmonize with etherial extraction no longer vilified
by weary bamboo artifice of eo the circles.
Cranby, yellow with refute, cannot deny the entropy of saturation
intermixed with brand X, the Heroine of blighted majesty.
extruded by JMS
