<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=567024" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ode to Artaud</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Has the world become so incestually complex<br>that song no longer rhymes <br>that laughter is a sullen gesture to appease another<br>that being unique we're isolated <br>like one cube from another? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is the heart frozen in a tube<br>to be shaken by a hand we do not see<br>forsaken to a destiny of prescription drugs<br>administered to a body <br>prescribed by lack of destiny<br>to endure a little longer<br>as if the truth be found in time...</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Or is there something to say for patterns<br>that obviate from the past that say: <br>'listen to me or you will not last.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Leary">Robert Leary</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=567024" data-title="Ode to Artaud de Robert Leary" data-description="Has the world become so incestually complex that song no longer rhymes that laughter is a sullen gesture to appease another that being unique we're isolated like one cube from another? Is the heart frozen in a tube to be shaken by a hand we do..."></div> </div> </div>

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