The Vibes

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The Vibes

entering the man-made caves
the tube, the orifice,
the intestine,
the labyrinth, the bowels,

the mad-man approaches
with his outstretched hand
with his tin cup
filled with pennies
and
coins of the realm
he screams

"you are all Devils,
we are all Devils,
we are all puppets of Satan,
you are all Satan's,
we are all Devils
you are agents of the Devil
and you are all going to burn in hell."

then he has passed to another car
and the ringing voice
of the mad-man remains
the impression..... the theatre
the movie....... the video
slammed DUNKed into our brains.

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heymily commented on The Vibes

03-20-2009

yeah..I like it.

Pavlos47

06/17/2009

thanks

Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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