Dec 292011
 

I see the best minds of my generation lacking all conviction, circling the carrion of their own reflection like indignant desert birds.  To ipod-driven sounds their loins shudder into each other with mechanical desperation drowning out the terror pounding in their hearts.

blackbird,
what visions sustain
your song?

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