A bunch of Americans wishing they were Li Po and Basho but they are neither 
       Li Po nor Basho they are             something else
That got blown out of a skyscraper
I saw a two-year-old with a swastika at a parade
What is the subject of your landscape

On the t-shirt if you use a SharpieTM to blacken the t in poet then Whitman 
      [pictured] suddenly becomes Poe
Dear Love      there were bodies pasted on the sidewalk of New York
Spleen
Up Broadway a phantom sings in the dark

At some point they are no longer innocents
There is a reason why there are mysteries
But is it really necessary to make a system
That was one of my most lived-in experiences

In the final scene Bruce Willis

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