Affection At times, the THC is a muse of sorts. The antithesis to Erato, in that maybe the plethoral swarm of pixel- clear memories is not so clearly a product of some so-called "Genius," but rather an empirical manifestation reducible to an algorithm. I fear it is merely the lowest common denominator, I, the fraction/person being ACTED UPON. The yellowed sticker on the Ziploc baggie reads: Instant Sorrow, Just Add A Flawed Id, printed as though the letters I-d should discriminate themselves from the waking conscious; as if Freud himself had a right to divide the mind in such a way. copyright © 1998 All Rights reserved By Ochlocracy return to friends poems Email: Ochlocracy@the-pentagon.com
Affection
At times, the THC is a muse of sorts.
I fear it is merely
The yellowed sticker on the Ziploc baggie reads:
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