Cutups.
A Poem Inspired by william s. Burroughs.
you Breathe in the words,
the words you breathe in,
in the words you breathe,
breathe in you the words,
you Breath in the words
the words breath you in
in the words you breath
you breath the in words
breath in the words you
breath the words in you
cut up phrases along a line
line along phrase cutup a line
were all living to die,
but dying to live
you breath in the words,
the words breathe you in,
cut and paste the words you waste
the waste you cut and paste words
The words you cut and paste waste
cutup and cutdown around around
around cutup, cutdown around
you Breath in the words
the words breath you in
in the words you breath
you breath the in words
breath in the words you
breath the words in you
Words can be moved around, words
can be changed. look closely, and see
what remains. What right do you
have to say that someones deep felt
emotions suck? What
right do you have to say that ANYONES
Music Sucks.. Music is Emotion,
its art, its
energy flowing and colliding off
of each other. Bouncing aroudn in sonic
waves off
of wall, and brekaing thru the
walls. It tears down walls. Why cant you
see that? Cutups.
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