It longed for freedom and lost dreams. Like a fresh brew, the flesh of morning dew. Everyday it boiled up, every bean into gold. Faking smiles, and rusty Pennies. Every Pot was a walk to remember.
Poet and performance artist John Giorno launched Dial-a-Poem in the 1960s to deliver random poems over the phone. Now, a group continues his work on a new medium — the internet. UNIDENTIFIED PERSON #1 ...
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