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Sadly Glass in stock at Mast Books, NYC🩶❤️

Atlantis (for Christopher Brett)

Someones dream That was better than mine Moved up the queue And bypassed the line

A pyramid raised Of imported brick His heart is established Four chambers grow rich

How to dilute God? And with what substance? There is but one substance And that substance is God

My shorter leg carries The weight of the right My carriage, my cage My exported light

The Heroes Tunnel I can smell to the left The mystery of Godliness It was found in the flesh

The secret service In their secret cars Draw figure eights And morning stars

The laughing head The price to pay One piece of silver One happy day

How to dilute God? And with what substance? There is but one substance And that substance is God

Dianna Lucia Dragonetti--hailed as the most exciting woman in the world--tosses opera in the bin for one night only to give the patrons of KGB Red Room what they really want: POP music! Friends! Be of good cheer, because Dianna Lucia Dragonetti DOES mean Divine Light Dragon (dim.) and she DOES crave the arrow of adoration in the fleshy spot of her ironhide. Bunny Rogers will read her usual witty bits, flaming roger at hand, and might even bring her mother, but NO PROMISES! We hope to see you there. JUNE 1, 7PM, KGB Red Room NYC

Love is...

Approach with caution Because I've seen you before And I know what you are As for me Girl with no core I am famous

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cunny4

My sweet friend, Christopher Brett, rest in peace.

Sadly Glass available at McNally Jackson now :)

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Thank you @cunny4 <3

Sadly Glass is now available at Codex books in NYC!!! 🤍🤍🤍

Nomen est omen

I'm a mimic I'm a clown The things that I have seen They just come out

the living word and the dying letter

She who swims in silence is circling the car That rode on water Like Jesus and died in the middle like Paul

Single-eyed is reading The surface for a star Blinding as the welding arc Combusting from the fall

Described in many stories Promised in many songs The shadow with the lions mane The righter of all wrongs

A friend of many names, and none Returned to sit upon his throne The pretenders swallowed up The bitter king disowned

Paul Berzerk and Batshit Paul She comprehends them all Whatever presentation She understands the thing as Paul

She who gladly takes the spear tip She who laughing takes the sword She who rolling shows her belly and offers pallid breast forward

The precious traveler comes And blinks the secret code Transmitting from his station To a leopard in the snow

This ball and chain Leviathan wraps up round his feet Holds the mighty Paul in place And fixes them complete

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Cunny Poem Vol. 2 is now available at Printed Matter in NYC.

https://www.printedmatter.org/catalog/70219/

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