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Nov 2021
cloth-ed as clown                               
a spilt generation                        
somnolent                                          
within our moral delirium
                       who would care-claim us now  ?

paint your scrutiny
with our baffling strife of operations
as we lather up and ****** social
in the slaggy loft of our hive
plug uz from our heated terrarium
let's be proper met
examined with manner :
our morbid request

let us claim
meekly
something that is not yours
that we might budge on a generation
of spatty breeding
Extended from missing verse of 'Blemishes'
neth jones
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neth jones  Montreal
(Montreal)   
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