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THE DEATH OF NOVELTY

The anatomy
of our confusion
is a skeleton

Conceptual chemicals know nothing
of the analog

Give up the knighthood
of understanding

The death of novelty
is not
the death of romance

I am exhaustively created
with my inside outside
labels

The radio
is made of anachronistic brown
& nostalgic orange
candy

Your silver logo
is appealing

Our myths
are a thousand comic heroes
descending

Our tragedies
the popping
of a thousand
paper bags

Confounded
by zippers and cement
of a thousand
years

The rooster
has turned acrid

The rainbow
crows at chemicals

I step back to avoid
my own insufferability

Lady K

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