Hot Wax, or Psyche s Drip is a long poem germinated in if not completely hatched in the toreador momentum of the Dark Reagan Era when the author was living in Los Angeles, immersed in the study of cybernetics and information theory, and noticing in peripheral vision the citywide micro-explosion of the porn industry which has now overtaken the planet, churning away in Tinker Bell s Hard Drive.
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