Boguslaw Duch Poems

I went on a cloudy
October evening
with a heart as big inside
soul hypermarket,
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String on asprocol.
Sinless and the voltage dictating the rules of the program
Calculating.
Deep green juice with grass and breath Central Park '60's.
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Typhus fed children junk.
For workers sprats / Miss Wit the turn insi de mode.
Art Nouveau hourglass nodded silently in the computer on the main street.
Buddy. You know..
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