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Nov 2013
listening to GSYBE!

listening to Chopin and deerhunter

my ears bleed ease with sounds of flash

and it makes life for some easier


but for me it brings a feeling of death and uncertain

listening to waves of sound from the genius that

climbs the stairway to utter madness and taste

music builds through the bones and vomits out the mouth

**** beautiful watching the flowers grow


with the sun glaring in my eyes

with people talking without a word to say

I sit on the school bench and close my eyes

hearing peace and *** and noise and obstruction

music will always play on with the people

mainstream eats the dirt of music and enjoys it

music lives

music kills the young
poetry
prose
free verse
music
John Beetle
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John Beetle  London On
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