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The Fall


Mark E. Smith’s moshpit
meshes ‘76 eggshell blondes
with the nit-crochet generation.
You have woken up with Fall sound!

No more shots at the Astoria.
But loneliness petri
fies : was it a lens or a dish
(the pills, the drink) in soft focus?

Name me a happiness: You said : the B-sides.
ENTER the Boy, the stresses & Tombliboos,
the nightshifts & changes. Then his voice!
He thought scarecrows were laid-off puppets

and us just slightly above. The tresses
and tunics ruffled our sleep patterns

until we woke up : to capture this