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May 2015
the stage is set for a performance but the chairs do not contain people they contain mouths with knives for teeth and applause sealed with blood

the stage is set for me so I perform but I do nothing

the performance is intrinsic to the spectacle
do not tell the spectacle right from wrong
there is no registration, ever
but it will hurt you
Joe Satkowski
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Joe Satkowski  United States
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