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Aggregate hourglass

The double chamber,

the grit,

the granular source

and collective pit

of one's corporeal time

accelerating

each instant

through

that check valve

of

now/then,

.

.

.

that

drop

zone

below

the present tense.

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perig3e
American
Published
Mar 23, 2012
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