Poem Brut #131 – Exactly why do we want real Surrealists?

Poem Brut #131 – Exactly why do we want real Surrealists? Gorgon Food Soon pursuing the dinner, I am hospitalised, appendicitis, the new doctors performing its secret while i rest in the cardigans, a bed out-of light linens, grape-restaurants and you will offensively incited. That’s it. I am not saying well-liked. In truth I’m abhorred.… Continue reading Poem Brut #131 – Exactly why do we want real Surrealists?