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Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Ry Cooder Jacuzzi


Miss the darkroom?
Yellow Kodak boxes with a danger smell,
now bankrupt have a rosy odorant.
Will you ever edit live again?
I sent haikus.
 Your text response:
“they make no sense.”
Old notes played from the jacuzzi is
 a naked soul gently singing in grisaille.
Digital point click ready to eat.
Miss the darkroom?
and Ry Cooder live before mp3. 







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