This a bleak manner
to line a papyrus
with silver fish
Reminds me
of thinking blocks
in younger years
when in the throes
of spleen
I jerked off bored tears
and directed
the pee-stream
against the pissoir wall
desiring secretly
to silence my copycatting
Marcel Duchamp
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