Numberless Canto
Th monk he swings n mi chic n cupe
Monk he pew n mi Chimp Eden
WHO FLUNG PEW
m.f. monk he pew / came frum yew.
And th soldiers stept n th pew marching 2 bi 2
2 th beat uv th Prezidents white fist
Red, White, and Blue marching 2 bi 2
from the beginning of time to the present
m.f. monk he PEW.
Gloria worshiped your narrator
on the 29th and also the 1st through the 28th
And on the 30th day God created monk he pew
And I worshipped the Glorious on the 31st.
In my Chip
I invented
the question
mark.
Dem mutha fuhkas took it frum me
I marked my questions / they marked their spots.
Spotilism was the leaves of grass
Whitman (that is Mr. Walt).
And we flung pew together / geniuses and monk hes
I am the genius made into the monk he
PEW
ON
YEW
I will pew n yew will listen.
With no words my pew is your newz
n yew will spred mi monk he pew newz
to the streets of Villa Grimaldi
is a circle at the center.
Pinochet will never die / and he has never killed
or cüped as if chikenz
who will never fly in the clouds.
I invented
the clouds
Dem mutha fuhkas took em frum me
I precipitated the clouds / they predict their moods
My mood becomes Confucius on the 31st
cüped in Chimp Eden.
c.m.f. Ezra Pound
(c for crazy)
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