this thing
it did:
hid
in that
penumbra
pooling
'round
cognitive
conjugations
of
postulations
peaking
above m(i)
unconscious
i tried to lift
its heavy
concept
but
synaptic
sinew
frayed
on its serrated
flavor
severing realities
from
actualities
Apr 30, 2010
Apr 30, 2010 at 11:54 AM UTC
this thing
it did:
hid
in that
penumbra
pooling
'round
cognitive
conjugations
of
postulations
peaking
above m(i)
unconscious
i tried to lift
its heavy
concept
but
synaptic
sinew
frayed
on its serrated
flavor
severing realities
from
actualities
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