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look what happens     in a speed like this     85 on no freeway stalwart edifice of dark only trees like round tacks on square holes a dog on the road like a dead log      look what happens   In a speed like this    words or no words noise or silence    sink or swim veracity or mendaciloquence     little by little minced choices to       marrow in bone without remains   look what happens in a speed like this     100 on no freeway pavement folding    origamied shadow in a corner drenched    in the pit of this dark dog on the road    i ran him over   look what happens in a speed like this   so impeccably timed faster   than a butterfly   or a switchblade   a shot of morphine   a drugged-out drummer   pummeling staccato beats      or the unread word of the beatnik   the dreamy dilettante i ran him over      dead, peabody in the cumbersome dark so small so small in a speed like this.
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Sep 29, 2015
Sep 29, 2015 at 10:23 AM UTC
I Ran Over A Dog In A Speed Like This
look what happens     in a speed like this     85 on no freeway stalwart edifice of dark only trees like round tacks on square holes a dog on the road like a dead log      look what happens   In a speed like this    words or no words noise or silence    sink or swim veracity or mendaciloquence     little by little minced choices to       marrow in bone without remains   look what happens in a speed like this     100 on no freeway pavement folding    origamied shadow in a corner drenched    in the pit of this dark dog on the road    i ran him over   look what happens in a speed like this   so impeccably timed faster   than a butterfly   or a switchblade   a shot of morphine   a drugged-out drummer   pummeling staccato beats      or the unread word of the beatnik   the dreamy dilettante i ran him over      dead, peabody in the cumbersome dark so small so small in a speed like this.
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Sep 29, 2015
Sep 29, 2015 at 10:23 AM UTC
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