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Nov 2019
stripped down to the spine--

vocable blood banging between

your ears.

thing placing person.

skipping feet backwards on water.

atmospheric like the sounds of early

cinema.

death at every meditational attempt--

equanimous loss at gainsay enlightenment.

sure you stand for something--but you're

never fulfilled.

until you are, until you simply are not.

any longer.

you see...when you become It--

you're left out of It as much as you're

let in It.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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