"The Rimbaud Parade!"

"Graceful son of Pan! Round your brow crowned with flowers and berries your eyes, precious spheres, move. Stained with brown lees, your cheeks are hollow. Your eye-teeth gleam. Your breast is a cithara, chords chime in your pale arms. Your pulse beats in that belly where a double sex sleeps. Walk, at night, gently moving that thigh, that other thigh and that left leg."

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Wow neat stuff up there. Wadda guy that Rimbaud! As I ranted last June Arthur Rimbaud should have a float in the annual so-call "Gai Parade". Ha! Parade my sore'n tired butt.

In fact it's a "Queer Liberation, and We Survived March!"

Yeah I'm no fan of all that "Assimulationist" static. Never mind. Point is there ought to be an Arthur Rimbaud Float in that silly jamboree. I can see it now. Hoards of old poets, and sun bronzed Gay Boy Scouts reciting, and singing the works of our Hero Rimbaud!

All the while drinking wine snorting coke, and sipping absinthe. Just good clean fun for the whole liberated family.

...make mine a double!