The junker naught

Marvin G VanDam
12-09-10
"The Concor"

Created title and frames
Mind in a CUbe
Japan rockets a missle into the sky
we are to believe
in the history of the past and present
Twisted figures trancend the existence of time
a make believe existance of humanology.
These figures take time in my mind she howled,
give me justice for another golden tail.
Trapped in another man justice
the accussed is found in an abstract justice.
CUBE CUBE CUBE CUBE
Trade me my darling I have scarlet legs
One kiss to your leatherly lips
One kiss to your hound dog eyes
One kiss
Marks the orchid I have found
gather the coins of oblivion
dog faced tongue
Outwitted the pippers new clothe
Outwitted the scorpins spine
Outwitted
CUBE CUBE CUBE
My destination is blank
like the archers arrow
filled with a blank smile
give back all cries of sorrow
give it back the
CUBE CUBE
Marked by the angle
Marked by the signal
Arisen
Give back
Give back
THeCube