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Nikos Karouzos
I PENETRATED MATTER HOWLING
Two seas pursue me: life and deathtwo currents which, damn them, are in my heart . . .
I am trying to find in my dog-drunk head
/second possessive pronoun/
intelligence – can’t be found. I didn’t petrify anything.
Lets play the winds
let’s sweetly play the damned.
What a sensuously-seasoned infant the poem and poor Jesus
wearing orange stained underwear
is hung up every year in spring.
Our art: the ego’s most horrible disguise.
I PENETRATED MATTER HOWLING
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I PENETRATED MATTER HOWLING
I PENETRATED MATTER HOWLING
Two seas pursue me: life and deathtwo currents which, damn them, are in my heart . . .
I am trying to find in my dog-drunk head
/second possessive pronoun/
intelligence – can’t be found. I didn’t petrify anything.
Lets play the winds
let’s sweetly play the damned.
What a sensuously-seasoned infant the poem and poor Jesus
wearing orange stained underwear
is hung up every year in spring.
Our art: the ego’s most horrible disguise.
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