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The Progression Concept
a project by jonathan delucia…
My Dearest King,
Obama has broken my back rack,
I am the new sha-clack-clack.
I’m sick with deep conversation.
Every poet is a poser, including me.
I’m sticking to sheets;
striking the letters “M”, “E” and “I” from my speech.
As one with no political opinion, she spreads her arms downhill.
We’re all here to impress each other, aye?
Oi!
Oil
Rip the mouths from those with strong opinions,
and curse if they line with the popular ones.
We the whiteycocks,
We’ve been naughty little experiments.
“REVOLUTION!”
..I’m going to have to start saving my money…
Consider the weight of well living.
The sparrow and the lilies of the field.
Consider the heart of the matter.
Ecclesiastes and the tear between holy and heretic.
Count the beads on the crucifix
Close your eyes and consider your salvation,
Apart from what has been figured in your fabric,
Aside from the popular facts,
What is the heart of the matter
?
And what will be said of me?
?
My fr**nds call me jonkie.
I know words too.
Merrick has been walking in circles, trying to find infinity.
Puts his fingers in feminine holes, and closes them back again.
To the public, we the pubic.
Let’s empty our purse and cheer, “here’s to purpose!”
…attending the ritual.
In robes we don’t deserve.
Crowns we didn’t earn.
Adoration from those we adore.
…accepting our rights as children.
Our inheritance we spoiled.
…I’ll bath once or twice a week until I’m clean,
sorry.
Sorry, until during and after,
Your slave,
Merrick.
Piss,
Side A has come to stop. The tape is flipped and I’m trying to listen pass the hiss until I hear music…
Esq,Lbc.
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