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A Poem by Randall Rogers

the minds
of madness

made

in complete

the offal

and where will you/we

be when it all starts

again

before
it hasn’t

begun

after the finish

which is nice

for a while

rest. free dream

before not begun again
begin

The dying Field. Renewing

again

a Shiva wheel

stuck
page won’t display

grey

goo

and hallo

to all of you
unformed uniformed
incontinent
unpossibilities

waiting

to bust out

of jail.

yeah, where to come

before I guess we gotta go

or do something

no change

is coinless

boring
a coverup
to convince

thinkin’’

don’t think

with no head peace.
Oye.

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