Sam Farhi
		SAM FARHI THROWN OVER BROOKLYN
		Shot from a cat'pult, arms flailing like a rag doll, past the whole world, in the dark I can't see a thing, but I think its all there, light a flare, I can't land in the park A boy said he'd stuff me, bend me and fuck me, if he caught me making fag art So sew me, my cotton, the melted wax taught me don't shoot the moon with your heart "He'll never come down, if you sleep too fast he'll disappear 'fore you start, to dream To hook him to love him to let alone fuck him, no the sun is far too smart," he beams!
		Sam Farhi is a poet, musician and filmmaker.  He is currently in Harlem, NY raising money for his next picture, “Barry” and writing his debut novel, Sasha and Adore.
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