I was almost in the middle of the year that punk rock was co-opted by the mainstream media,1977.
I'm a poet and copywriter for the last 20+ years, a screenplay writer for the last decade and an advertiser for the last three years.
Weary of straying, greatly
I sit on a remote diner
and order a sundae.
Entranced, I bask and reckon;
...
Those tiny blokes with neckties
in gelid offices, confer you
revolutions and umbrage.
I saw the elm, vortex,
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The years of quiet knowledge cultivation,
Alone, the madness amplification,
Born of a disconnected from reality,
And gone haywire, big imagination...
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The deeply soft and noble balance,
Of the stalwart punkish youthhood,
Endlessly dark and white fairhood,
According to circumstances.
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Signs... agents of brutality,
Priceless with mystic splendor,
Telling of death's wooing; contenders,
Infinity, mortality.
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