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TANGLED NETWORKS AND WRONG NUMBERS
APOCALYPSE ACROSS THE
SKIES IN ALL OF OLD
MINRAUD
My ever gentle cousin, welcome hither......

SCENE I: RED FACED PRIESTS HOLD UP THEIR CLACKING HOLLOW
COPPER LOBSTER-CLAW GAUNTLETS DANGLING TELEOLOGICAL RHIZOME
ORNAMENTS--
(lungfish intermezzo)
then the chants come: RAW RAW ILL MAW ILL MAW RAW RAW ILL
MAW ILL MAW RA ILL MA RAMA ILLMARA ILLMARA RAMAMA ILL MAW
RAW MAW
(tenebrific incantation through a mask of weeds [RISE-OM])

VOICE: Pera raku, pera raku, the
tundra is dieing, Mantras fading in
the walled cities of tibet...

(Weeks under the
blue Parasol)
h
problematic voice: "Our Daniel Boon minutemen play the ad-hoc music machines
of Raymond
Roussel made from diagrams encoded upon Ordovician papyrus...

PARA-SOL PARIAH-SOUL

On slow liquid tables of the dissident librarian:

The complicated shadow of an evanescent rave,
electropura,
bestial limerick,
Funghi Purabella,
Port of Bellow,
this party hat,
this jasper winter-faced boy...

But with what
cartomantic
vaticinateur?
What's the disease he means?
-kismet reindeer staggering under Mercurial
ghouls -tis called the evil.... vast
interlard of KGB meltdown...

WHAT'S THE NEWEST GRIEF?
filterfeeding crude oil in Eskimo spy camps-gleeting eyes in siberian
sausage-optical disks glinting in the pure solar red effect of
scribbling?

That of an hour's age doth hiss the
speaker; each minute teems a new
one...