Internet Killed the Radio Star
for Clos Lara
The great London Eye came tumbling
mocking neon ferris Bentham dream, except outward
openly--handsome prisoners to internet cities :) Oh let
Me LOL upon the wire, sit together for strongbow ciders
and take notes on a sociology of gestures: punch dialing drunk darlings
Lets fuck on twitter again
It was fun the first time around and now
I don't need you
Anywhere. Take this <3 and throw it into Lorca's database for good.
Never did like his poems anyway, his ink drawings
grew on me. His Barcelona distant from mine. By the way
Left you a message the other day. It should've said
press # on this heart until one of us can feel it.
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