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Beatnik poems from California and Berlin with Sean and Jedidiah

Spreading frosting on a slice of bread

A poem by Sean

Morals about hot oil in Africa

poke it with a stick

Don't slap it with a switch

Character too small to see

Age inappropriate

Legends never die

Egyptian myths no one ever talks about anymore

Poetry is best when it doesn't make sense

Like it's purpose is to dissolve all logic

Rage against the intellect

The smartest people won a long time ago

Civil wars are about dethroning the dictator

But we lose thirty percent of ourselves to income tax every year

Phantom Gannon mind control

You can't hit what you can't see

Enslaved to our own nature

Abolish the very act of discipline

Optional servitude

Selfless like mist

Changing my best words

They talk about fear a lot

But they don't know what it means

Four square

Common place

Rules to the very theory of game

Crack pot

Hard rock candy

Apples falling freely

From public trees

Doctor training

Signing up for class

So you won't have no class

Formalized education

Gives you street cred

In the upper crust of

Society

Ever since you realized you could move

Someone by watching them

Or effect electrons across a probability

Mechanized neural fire

French rouge

Mediterranean edit

Like transplanted palm wine

Carroms and toddy

Some things are too good to export

Tycoon that and cup overfloweth

Spiritual secrets you could never say

Machine gun vocabulary

Takes a while to break anything

Turks drink the ground

Taste of partition

Is irony

Like bloodshed

Whips on your breast plate

Coersion is the worst idea

Let's change

Just do it or don't

Die to yourself to realize life

Stranded on a double helix

Zoom past human design

Three day pay wall

Too medium the future of fashion

Not the middle way again

That happens like, every other time

Sceptors of majesty

Tissue paper is blasphemy

Conserving water is a misnomer

The trick to control

Is to remove them from themselves

Remote viewing

From a trench

In the cold

Is this still verbal capoera?

Duck and tumble with no intention to hit

Fun prep for war

Huff and puff rescue

Split liminal hemispheres

Sparkle simulation

Digital ocean interface

Like flea playing bass

From head to head to head

Talk goes in one ear and out the other

At least

That's what they like to tell you

Passion is painful

Putty putty goes the cement mixer

Remixed into debusy

Smooth Kawasaki

From ramp to ramp

Three sided garlic in spring

Look, but don't touch

The ever powerful

Rope in a museum

Tower of Silence

Feast for crows

Helping to raise them

Into the final form

Where we must forget

Everything we've ever known

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