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34 A New Day “Cash,” I say, welcome back.” Welcome to post Election Day. What happened to the “see” machine? Were the brakes faulty? Crazy machine zapping downhill On democracy’s speed-brake-less advanced highway Ploughing mousy web-like villages Raising bustling loquacious cities Undermining transitions and adjustments. Tomorrow, I will tell you to shut up I will exhort you to bask in your borrowed robes Praying you not discover what the Emperor did, I want no suicide on my conscience I am an old man simply waiting out my daysI am a mini-skirted, midi-length wearing young girl I will rain down curses on you I am not as soft-spoken as my mother. Beware and Be weary. 6-11-97 ...

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