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Missing David Foster Wallace

from Black Kale by The Little Miracles of Misanthropy

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Treasure hunting prose
Searching for the truths that sometimes
Only fiction shows
On the edge of understanding, I

Let my Converse take me
From Philosophy to Early Man
Oh, but you play the Dunlop Black Max Graphite
You’re going to bury them

Curing loneliness
Your mother’s quirky phrases, and your
Heavy, endless Jest
Flipping to an endnote brings me

Just a little closer
To what it means to be a human being
Oh but you play the Dunlop Black Max Graphite
You’re going to bury me

Hating your MacArthur
The baggage and the gown
You may have gotten through it
But the Nardil really let you down

Once again with hope
I’ll cycle through the canon
And emerge with some new mote
Some little thing that gets me. Oh I,

Don’t always like
The way it makes me feel
I’m embarrassed at my jealousy
Oh but you play then Dunlop Black Max Graphite
You’re going to bury me

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from Black Kale, released June 3, 2010

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The Little Miracles of Misanthropy Tempe

The Little Miracles of Misanthropy is Tempe, AZ singer/songwriter Ben Jacobs. Ben writes and performs thought provoking, indie-folk driven acoustic music that explores nature, history, literature, and the simple struggle to be good humans.

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