Sunday, April 17, 2011

i am looking at you
bull lee
i don't like your life
or work but
i like your story

you just wrote yourself deeper
into that hole
and the abyss stares back at me
when i look at
all your ascetic decadence
your typewriter black eyes

you would not approve me
but you are the forerunner
to all screen printed
irony junkies on greenpoint
taking your parents factory money
to make cutups

no not me

i fail with dignity

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