sons of the new godzilla vs. your historical context

sons of the new godzilla vs. your historical context is a poem I wrote in ’95 but if I may be my own reviewer (just like William Blake) I’d like to say that the poem itself is not so good as the title. I’m afraid that happens a lot. One of the best poems I ever wrote is called: things. For some reason, boring titles lend themselves to greater poems. Just like this piece. This isn’t interesting at all but has a good title.

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