The Alan Sondheim Mail Archive


in these dying after-days of the twentieth-century
in these corrosive days of the beginning of the twenty-first
in these lost moments of the end of the nineteenth century
in these holocaust times of the end of the twenty-first
people have always and already between transformed
and they have lost their bloody useless skins to the sky
and the furious sky and there are numbers killed forever
forever and forever those furious primates corroded the world
left us alone the annihilation of the beginning of the twenty-second
rationalized our slaughter at the end of the eighteenth
forget your stupid times, every hour's the same as every other
every day, BLAH BLAH, every second BLAH BLAH, every century
we bloody well tricked your bloody skins into falling to their death
we bloody well tricked you into dying too

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