Better Than the Poem I Just Wrote
the particles
vomit, does it
dawn
biscuit a tin
cylinder
or swallow, mayo flavored
worse
bad enough.
vomit, does it
dawn
biscuit a tin
cylinder
or swallow, mayo flavored
worse
bad enough.
This blog is dedicated to the individual mystery of Hitler's mustache and my book of poems Hitler's Mustache. This blog celebrates nothing that is fascist, anti-Semitic, or Hitleresque-- except his mustache, which is recognized as an emblem of the folly of his ideas and an example of the anomaly that is seemingly always in our midst. Otherwise, it's just music and whatnot.
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