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from Moving Pictures (London and South Korea manuscript)

what do you think
oh think
in yr mini
Vienna
through any window
piss
is raining
from the sky
sons and daughters
ninety times
out of a hundred
piss
on the streets
with knapsacks
& immigrant mullets
it is easy to put
a hole in the ground
and make a great
piss
what’s seen is
sucked
away and what
remains
is a big
train station
toilet
25p per
entrance &
exit
is this a sad
romance?
nothing is really
uncovered
stories directly
from the drain
perhaps doing
that
or this
& pissing
it all
out &
everything

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