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Warsaw as a plaything
This. The button. The parent of all ills. / Connected and fed by rampant mouths. / Or by holes made by war.
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Aug 7, 2020
Revisiting Isaac
Isaac Dust / Born from the cold binary dust and / with no song or sigh returning to dust
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Aug 6, 2020
love and winter
My life a cloud of / Blood and pity / All the most beautiful
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Dec 1, 2015
young mom
she says my mom thinks she is young / with etiquette that stems from a long / birth against being watched
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Oct 25, 2015
I is Other
a new job in a new city / while the purpose of not being / your Father sparkles like a new penny
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Oct 3, 2015
Surprise Bat
bat flies out of the night into / my headlights / loops in draculan arc
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Sep 26, 2015
Actual June
the end of Henry Miller paragraphs / blow out the ass end of my pop song / which I cling to
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Jun 21, 2015
June
i want an anti chariot / to repel / i stand
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Jun 14, 2015
Biotic
ruminating about the death of Lorca / I kill time in the void of biology / I try to imagine the executions of
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Jun 6, 2015
Act
I can't act or teach this way / they all fall and it is not my fault / they perish
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Apr 21, 2015
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