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the tour was...a great opportunity to perform and watch my own poems change shape as the
landscape shifted... It was the best revolution I ever was a part of and now
that I think of it, the only revolution I've ever been part of... It was way better than Woodstock.
...I am finishing my non-fiction novel, Cool for You. I am planning a book, the uncollected poems of Eileen Myles, with a spiritual peach colored cover with maybe a sunrise on it and arabian nights script so it will look like Rumi. I'm yearning for a cd. I hope the universe hears this request!! |
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Louisiana
a cloud like a crown wet trees as we drove into the city |
Losing Literature
You are the drug right after the show we equal out in the home of it we're legendary piles of it I don't know flocks of it the stuff that grows piles of metal Everyone we move privately a cloud in my face we were here now in our sweet car in the ages the exit my partner blinks nudging truck wheeooo DC So the big wheels turn |