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Oct 2014
POTATOES are so livid,
and i think
if your belly had eyes like your face
  you would be half as insightful
as three words crawl over your skin
        while you sleep
        while you think
        while you push buttons and feed
  your ears with POTATOES.

for we are God, and you

  you are not.
24 Sept 2004
Philip Finch
Written by
Philip Finch  Asheville, NC
(Asheville, NC)   
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