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   So I returned, and considered all the oppressions that are done under the sun: and behold the tears of such as were oppressed, and they had no comforter; and on the side of their oppressors there was power; but they had no comforter. Wherefore I praised the dead which are already dead more than the living which are yet alive. Yea, better is he than both they, which hath not yet been, who hath not seen the evil work that is done under the sun. —Ecclesiastes 4:1-3


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Dalieque yardbird
by Andy Psomopoulos

light ship
psychoreal monolyth
light diamond
nebula dragon equinox kill
the kings

diamond nova
metroplex moonswan
black hole boogie pulsar
mason black
dead doll lordia

nauto-nomin-atrix
autotronik
suprematic qualum
autonomicron
Doxalatria

silvana ceasar
autonaught knowledge in
the soul of illusion
is the book of lies: (a slight)....

are the symbols transinductive electric
Kabbalist philology?
masonic media theatre?
yes my dear

a daliesque yardbird
as i to you—in my garden
through and through
so the hood you wear
coveting a bloodless soul
i call my vain
as you my doll: electropolia!!!

pop art wizards
slating in the Diamond
odyssey
fusing all matter
of light
and the object
composed of images....
is pure devlin capture
of the used....
soul....these beautiful
misty mornings, cleaved
accosta

in this diamond hypercube.
set in the metallic madra—
iron-glacier-cpu,
sweetly towering....

how you're processed my dear
pyred of tricked, to donner
the false crown upon her
Mark Bolin, so psychotronic

Beautiful boy,
song of zink Alloy,
the zeal of your sorrow
I am the hidden rider
of Tomorrow.



Andy PsomopoulosAndy Psomopoulos is a Toronto-based experimental writer, musician and visual artist. He attributes both his academic and personal education to the fifteen years he lived in Montreal. His poems are all set to music and he performs under the stage name machine. His most recent work will be in a forthcoming issue of Raft Magazine.