Can You RememberKen Rumble
Change the soundtrack of your life: find the lair of that other Eden, New England. The ventriloquist’s dummy sees symmetry, in truth, imposed. The espresso wails behind the gathered, behind that ABCs all spell New England. Write other letters, the stain and stair on the ladder of desire. Propped against the retainer wall, scribbled in vines, life goes on behind the chicken and pizza pie. When the dust is up, slow and the way is there: 2 and two still equals New England. Whosofor, motherfucker? There even the cats speak Japanese and all strange comes from Siam. The king in the spotlight and me with the ching-ching. These days bling-bling by – why take one for the world? New England is always there, reflecting the cosmic boom.
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