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Happy Pop Dance Music
with Big Bouncy Enlivened
Beats Is Back Week

You should hear what I’ve just heard.
I’m here so you don’t have to be, though.
Thank me now, because guess what?  For
a few years now, a little known old-school

saying became all the rage. Yes, I’m talking
about Get thee to a nunnery!  Now that I’m
thinking about it that sounds so right it has
to be a misquote. T he problem with conver

sations about William S. Burroughs is that they,
when occurring somewhere in vicinity, stop
you so hard that you immediately forget every
thing yur your own giddy conversation gang has

heraled.  Thusly the score for the latest in a rather
hot spate of dance parties you’ve hosted begins.

mmmmmcxv

Three More

dollars in my pocket,

please, i should maybe

cross my fingers.  no such

luck.  hours in bed?  sleeping

is such a waste of time, though.

three more moves and we shall

see who won this game.  all of

the rest of us have already

lost.  we’re all losers.  years

of living life in this particular

manner and it will be the

end of me.  it’s one thing

to have the constant

regression of human

rights, the growing

disparity between

the haves and

myself, the

growing

insecur

ities.  is

it that some

things come in

pairs, but these

come in threes?

no, it’s just the

intersection of

exhaustion and

an inability to

sleep.  how

many words

will you donate

to this debate?

the stakes are

high and yet

I’ve not a

a dime nor

a dollar to invest

in that lottery.