tue15dec98
		(who cares?  who cares?  i do.)
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		sometime in ninet)19(een eigh)80(ty-f)5(ive
		?lied under oath?
		!!sure made a gorgeous frosted frosty government woman
		so laugh out loud through her kissy made-up face turned
		momentarily through the pancake of ceilings to the sol-skies
		delicate like arecibo en puerto rico, nunca nunca turned to
		sol by it)montan~a(self.

		her eyes were like xobject570's hot and brown suns.
		how many are there?  this is a serious question.

		well, all billions and billions of them
		not to call sagan (polish for kettle) a teevee personality:
		cosmos was then on the network
		look-see.

		my most credible torturer was she-beautiful
		she had those so-shone eyes.  had those articulated faces
		she had those fuckme for each and every)1(one of the
		fifty states
		and for all)E(
		the territories protectorates and commonwealths
		for now and forever

		and still
		would get no for an answer (tired yet sweetie?) from me
		kinda dazzling
		kinda i'm king -- kate bush -- just as i'm king
		i begin...

		...go on, answer under oath the question:
		"have you ever advocated bigamy?"

		uh... I say, come to think of it...

		...laugh... laugh... savor her sparkle... the tooth?not?work
		laugh laugh sooooo full of cox orange pippin apple bit-in
		tartandbitter tartan of a scottish-italian-irish soup

		oh my god.  oh my, oh my -- oh my total absence of god.
		did i lie under oath.  who cares?  who cares??  who???

		i do.  and she did not sign the form.  a fuddy duddy 
		mustachio -- galileo galileo galileo figaro -- queen --
		of an old clerk read it all again to me hurriedly
		at a window frosted pane cross the stree...  so help me
		god.  who doesn't exit.  deus does not...

		i remember the day.  her name was heleine, perhaps only
		for the job.  his i never
		kept.  did i lie under oath tambien?  jamer love un fille
		trieste: judge that is moi sez dat.  in a this is my
		phd in suffering womenhood rueful samizdat.

		now.
		let's dicker.

		solitude for three wives and two gfs, please.
		I'm staying.  and going.  and going.  gone.
		tell me where i am and how far.

			Marek Lugowski
			15 December 1998
			Chicago, Illinois