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Look at the snow my love Falling, twistingTwirling white smiling rise The cumulative blockade to a world abject life Isn’..

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Plane overhead like a bad idea Like a slapCowering towards you in a fearsome slow-mow Walking slump seeded into a taut-blue mind of brothelDead ..

I look at this painting It’s neither obvious nor lacking for its own subtle worth But it kills me I want..

"Mankind is well", I told myself…. Reins my life into waters rich as foam, Gives abstract of reign to our granule spirits,Freedom to..

I am steering toward their tiles of vaster faces Bleating blurry hallways, sprawled in the wake of my hull Long shouldering hair in the gray gro..

I am blended of lust and trick artery will A blind aubadeLocked inside a rune of old attic mannequinsI am darkness strained,The selecti..

Where does it begin? Is it in the rainy dark stones or hours of empty air, a homeless windmill wandering through the annexes..

There was a song,Hard as an infinite string of spiders,inching toward me this morning,Hypatia's balladof crows….Devil in the semen stir as I ..

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