Nat Z. Punx Poems

i was listening
to this man
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i'm having a problem now
listening to blind willie mctell
i don't want it to end
don't want to hear it again
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last week the highs were in the sixties
this week lows in the sixties
i watch the sky tonight
but i won't learn the names of the stars
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certain days
i really feel like writing
something
anything
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things get bad sometimes
things get confusing sometimes
so confusing
a person cannot tell
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angus and bon really could do it
it's a lie
that's the truth
greek mythology
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i have lust-

in the mad bowl of la brea
gases push through
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and i feel this yearning
and fear
fear of the yearning
yeanring for the fear
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humanity's social classrooms
on the job training
grooming the best of scum
uncommonly common
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spring is in the air
and somewhere
there is a union electrician
he's got my number
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