Luyện nghe bài hát VISIT OF AN AMERICAN POET v 1

Visit of an American Poet

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(Salem, Frisco, Prestwich) farce in three acts almost Brian Rixish in its semi cold ridiculous scenario

MES, overlapping voice 1 from 4: Thus began the slow palaver, subtle and almost unconscious in loss of identity. (Running and growling through the back end of 94 to 98 the sixth) and now to explain.

And now for a in a room with access to all in San Francisco

Voice 2: Another crooked smile. Is music a disease? Or is it just living in these soap opera times. They all end up depressives obsessive about their deluded goal. Is this me? Is this everyone in every crap commerce? Everyone without love brought up in violence and drunkeness? Why am I depressed? Work hard endless, endless no reward, 5,000 I'm owed. Music, music I belong to music. Why are so many shit people in music?

Yeah this is about Mark, told me a story about the visitation of an
American poet. She came She came round.
into his She was nice she was nice..
(She was quite, a good girl)
But she had a nasty in her
She turned nasty and made him a hostage in his own
was being fucking, plagiarised and fucking black ------ in his own

(She had a knife) so she was quite a serious threat she was an
Amerian
Then Karl came round and she went all nice and cheerful
She said to him, she to him "Yeah Mark fucking hell yeah, bring your mates in"
And came in and Karl just wouldn't entertain this woman at all
And Markl "No, stay a while Karl, stay a while" (kill the icicles)
Trying to put a over to him saying
"Come on look don't you realise I'm in trouble I need you here,
I you here, I need some support from me mate" and Karl just
totally oblivious to said "Where's me money?.

MES: The visitation of an poet
Thus began a palaver subtle, unconscious in its loss of identity
Running and growing the back end of the years '94 to '98 (to six and now)

To explain, to begin,
The soft green (of Massachussets)
The took place outside Salem
A dolphin restaurant, the fish tasted
It was (orson?awesome)
Daniels rubbish in a room beneath a gospel group bloody thick from Atlanta
that shower off
Pure A&R man in same motel
At there is a knock at the door
It is from salem the poet it is the second

Act 2

I now had a bubbling black large seafood
SF type load of at my gate
squid less of pink and what's that thing on the left wriggling
Small
Behind upper motel balconey was a poet teacher and dressed accordingly
Remember that before five view
Would even out of the house
Frisco I was in
gain
Thompson (type a visit) number two
visitation seizure in hotel
Excitement on face gut hospital
Cat odour acid smell
(Corn bubbly) the smell of hallucinating delusional
When mixed with a prescrip stuff of dear family
New monthly
in driveway
Come up soon for the third
That was in the
The visit of an poet
green goblin gnome
Cast her adrift my mistake
Let her into the in Frisco
(Where the baby green crap baby green to Paris) - (.. .. ceilings) underneath a harassment action taken out by four eight troops visually ----ing 4 5 --- form Atlanta operating on the left and right flanks of the lobby - jetlag the main (and famous?infamous) body
what's left their task's to enemy horses and vehicles hotel motel -- and baby crap
Atlanta religious upstairs melted ceiling and baby crap brown coloured drift bubbled ceiling -- (my minds snapping)
Surprise visit this was the
Visit of second
You were so stupid you
(This eventually) had clean shaven your mind a light pink scarlet smooth recepticle -- the second visit because at times you forgot - mentall illness is infectious theory