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Jan 2014
my good melting friend
melts well
and was good enough to buy us all a coal mine
he bought it the annoying
way, he bought it with a pile of friends, his
wife
at the time;
and the things that stopped death from killing him
did
and we were all lost
in the contract, he signed it, for all of us
and i tempt him down from throwing it everywhere
knifing dream
like two brothers eating a pack
of easy
dog charge
by the electric river
eating eden
one serpent is a god licking you
the other—a pile of them multiplied
made into sphere
and lips near you;
the seminar ends.
and the tempest begins
and unlike life-
it was easy to die
and easy to rise.
René Mutumé
Written by
René Mutumé  London
(London)   
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