Blank Brain –

Their nothing’s wrapped around a tenement’s back-green four-by-four-pronged metallic green painted clothes poles
The two-eyed watched the listed cartoons from the definitive TV schedule, and it makes a newspaper’s headline, haven’t done it before
Where, Paris or Barcelona?
Nothing was thought about, the thinking was thought about, then nothing was worth anything – no caravans, crowns, or days, all’s been gutted like dead fish
The night in front of the day came for all of us


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