The Barren July
the tongue of July licks and sucks my eyelight
the active human body shrivels
i use the charm of ink to bring out the soul's skin texture
the drawing pins array the solemn stirring expressions on my face
and the undulating roars of metal clangour
the city on the easel lacks blood
the newly-built old city walls (??) languidly let
their clitoris turn towards the sun
i use brushwork to modulate the mood
a lemon turns away its face
that day the sun's remnant power crippled
diarrhoea has its glorious day
the old street sells best aphrodisiac pills
the cay of july leaps onto the roof
casting a baby's cries to and fro
rock on
dear george lucas
can i be in your starwar movie i
want to be a jedi i saw starwar
and empire strikeback and return
jedi alot of times and i now am a
jedi myself jesterday i looked at
my cat a long time and it then
jump it jumped by the force
i am from germany please call me
adler nuhr
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