authored by the collective that gathered on 606 W 114th St.

for the 4x4 Magazine Website Launch

UNEDITED:

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Today is a brand new day.

used to horse around when i hoarse throated

blah blah the running nobble nook

Snake coiled, slowly unfurling

FARTS ROCK

Fate cannot suppress the Rat King

used to own cowboy boots when i rode horses

and thereon yet also the LORD

thin giggling gnomes gesticulate gymnastically

a fruit of pith only

All the snacks in the world, Pretsel, Chips, bits. But no dip. All

the snacks in the world and no Dip.

pay me

when he pulled my hair it fell out. this is the last time i’m

getting a perm

the word ‘tittup’

EDITED VERSION 1:

farts rock

when he pulled my hair it fell out. this is the last time i’m getting

a perm, Fate cannot suppress the Rat King.

used to own cowboy boots when i rode horses, a fruit of pith only

pay me.

thin giggling gnomes

All the snacks in the world,

Pretsel, Chips, bits.

But no dip.

used to horse around when i hoarse throated.

when he pulled my hair it fell out.

(And thereon, yet also, the LORD.)

used to own cowboy boots when i rode horses.

All the snacks in the world and no Dip.

Today is

the word ‘tittup’

a brand new day.