THE DEAD PEOPLE have you met them? the dead people? i'm beginning to know the dead people people with permanent bad breath people who drink dirt by the gallon whistling worm hotels molecules tartare avec capers eternity's breakfast yumyum have you met them? i'm beginning to know them snort dirt by the shovelsful these dead people breathe bugs and chalk and doodoo the dead people swimming thru the coffee joints i'm beginning to know their birthdays the dead people's addresses the names of the dead people's animals the phone numbers of the dead people's intimates the dead people jammed up in traffic swimming from telephone booths in their no piece bathing suits from barbecue to bonfire in no time flat from saskatoon to squamish in a blip tho it's true the dead people are in no hurry the dead people got time to rot time to burn time to get to know you better you know them?
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