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The box of 1932

Soon, when I suffocate
in letters, and sisters
sift my so-called estate,
you can presume
untold books and binders
of squares and brain-twisters
shall be the heirloom
of my finders.

 

In response to Marcel Duchamp's ‘The Box of 1932’, 1932.

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