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Thursday, October 20, 2011

Occupy Wall Street Cheer


The poems, from The Energy of Slaves, include:


Any system you contrive without us will be brought down”
“I perceived the outline of your breasts”
“The killers that run the other countries”
“Since I am now broken down, no leader of the borning world…..” 


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