MAN\ child with that ice antenna,
shade your eyes from their spiritual
bile, then fill that empty with a theatrical
piece of hollywood,
speech,
speech,
emerge from that black hole, and give
life to the dead with your stupid grin,
and newspaper words.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
LETS GET POLITICAL... PO-LIT-I-CAL! OH YEAH, DAVID...SHUN & DONE! FINE WRITE'''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FRANK/FJR