Like People Who Fear Obama
The enemies
of National Poetry Month
anxiously
oil their guns and
bitch to their spouses
about the world
getting worse
and it sucks and sucks
etc. All through
the horrible, shitty
month of April.
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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