From: Badger01@yabbs
To: Cat@yabbs
Subject: re: The Gates are opening...
Date: Wed May 25 11:58:02 1994
Well, you asked for it.
I just happen y
to have a  rewritteb  rewritten version of my poem
from yesterday that I did in Japan after my friend died.

Here We Go.
(When I go on the machines my heart) Mrossi

When I go on the machines my heart
unliving not beating
blood shoved      sluiced through my arms my veins 
carbonation in my arms
hang me on the wall
keep your hats on me
     dresss me up to scare away strau crows
let yoir kids play with my leadman body
hands dead no holes
hang verdant and crimson stockings on my sallow stubble shrouded face
my 
christ posture no blinking
my neck leans left
don't let them pull the plug