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By: Bobby Mitchell

I wanna make a hip hop
jazz thing

of incredible proportions

an instinctual sexmonster
with manic waves of bop energy
and radical
noise

My poem

will be my frankenstein
in love

with elsa lanchester

and electric hair

James whale will
make it into a movie

starring

colin clive

and it'll be the nastiest poem alive

But until then
this one

will have to do.

4-8-98

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