THE LOST NOTEBOOKS OF GLUB DZMC is a collection of very strange
penned by a mad Bohemian. Some would consider the poetry “avant-garde,”
others may, with equal conviction, consider it “retard-garde.” Few
Lost Notebooks of Glub DZMC...
out of time and out of dough, out
of patience, place and whack, out
of synch and off the track. out of loose
change i might find, out
of sight and out of mind. out of luck and
out of breath, and only barely
out of death. out of kilter with no
filter, out of doors and out of sorts.
out of it and out of…stuff, out of
snort and out of snuff. out of good and
out of plenty, out of all and out of any. but
in my pants, i hold a chance
to win the lottery. lucky me.
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