

Capo-Capo
Old Italy howitzers rattling across the bow, of an olive woman's weight (draped in fading flowers) She drips & feeds, against the rails & rusting -
up on
the summer balcony. Where wino wives club clink and huddle putting babies' screams aside
who squint at breast feed and envy brothers' play - the nuisance game. in and out of chubby ankles the perf
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"I was over in Australia, and everyone's like: 'Are you proud to be an American?' And I was like, 'Um, I don't know, I didn't have a lot to do with it. You know, my parents fucked there, that's about all." - Bill Hicks on patriotism
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"I was over in Australia, and everyone's like: 'Are you proud to be an American?' And I was like, 'Um, I don't know, I didn't have a lot to do with it. You know, my parents fucked there, that's about all." - Bill Hicks on patriotism
well mo,
hello
i like
the poems
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"I was over in Australia, and everyone's like: 'Are you proud to be an American?' And I was like, 'Um, I don't know, I didn't have a lot to do with it. You know, my parents fucked there, that's about all." - Bill Hicks on patriotism
And thank you about the poems.
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Oh by the way, which one's Pink?