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Mar 11, 2005 23:01

there was this ancient wind when i stepped outside smelling like the binding glue of old books decaying

dead lights; cold ground
i am "honey"
i am "SOLID"
i am "XX (鉄)" [ HYPO ]
&metallic &flexing eyes
VEE EL EX
throwing up in a basin over&over&through the woods we go [ DERMIC ] JUST BREATHE.

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END SESSION 03; TAPE

this was for vikter, so if you don't like it, don't bother with it.
experimental poetry.
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