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24.1: CANDYLANDS

Del Ray Cross: (3/17/2003)



Here's my war poem: fuck the
almighty war! I climb the
steps up to Whaleship Plaza,
walking while writing again.
"No Smoking!" But look at this
war and sunshine in the streets!
And little plastic airplanes in
the sky. Coit Tower rising like a
missile toward the sun. Pretty
day, sunshine, a little wind, and
chainsaws. White roses and
tiger lilies. I can't take it anymore!
So I sit down in the sunshine
with my fucking war poem.


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