reading Camus again on the can, my life does not not does not need to be legitimated by a father, step or otherwise, but my thoughts could use a companion father, a father companion, Padre CompaƱero, just as Africa needs twentythree more free presses, or just some Free Press, and free press, and America needs another hole in its bedfellows, needs a noose, though some have taken that too litcherally. you know - we all live in the past, but carrying strange fruit relics around these days puts you outside the fence of Sisyphean philosophy, so if you're gonna tie a noose, please do us all a favor and tie it around your own neck
and jump.
poetry by (the)Doug
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