response to cummings "Poem, or Beauty Hurts Mr. Vinal"

stole it from you mister
preach it
my country, still the

same, land of Inter
Net Banner and Double Your
Fun With A Million Things (to do
land of a Never Close
and Ted
Turner) of you i
whine:land of Affirmative Action and Drug Company Law Suit,
land about FBI Warning-
from every DVD

let freedom ring

all men. i must say pro-abortion, amongst the un
-beleaguered and otherwise stinking shit which
i can say (On TV) as its been okayed to do
that and this off beat lou read. i would

copyright trademark patent
rhymes, like Gillette Mach 3
shaving with the grain
since 1922! what a year of
Honing Of The Poetics (Case in point

i believe you, Poem, or Beauty Hurts Mr. Vinal
miserable prophet amidst the coffins
these vulture bio-violinists neroing down among my and your
twin towers-Rossana Podesta and Elizabeth Taylor were Just Too Good For Their Parts,
The lock upon my garden gate's a snail, that's what it is.
First there is a mountain, then there is no mountain, then there is.
In his whatthefuck???


i dont get it!) well thats ok too
all those homegrown
mockingbirds Art is a Whore of Life!
a formula one:example, Race Your Car Into
A Wall and If It Isnt A Martyr It Isnt A
Hero therefore my cast of Friends let
us now sing each and all half-acidly A-
mer
i

ca, how
are
You. Dont you know
im your native son, like
all of you goody-got-the goods
delicate situation (Bobbit)
insert male tab into female slot--ugly
Paxilpushing-
disenchanted-bluepillbleeding-Get Back Im A Scientist
americans (who ten-to-one and with
upward remodeled eyes, it still hurts
but im still here, convulsing, now upon
another episode of Days of our lives
--how smugly
let out a tiny premeditative excuse me:What stinks?

ozone.
anything less would be uncivilized