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Jul 2010
“you can’t be proven- you’re just sensation
you’re too outside and cannot touch
my cerebrospinal fluid.

I could close my eyes and I could wake up and
you could be just probes that the aliens
have placed inside of my skull.

I can’t prove you- what is scientific testimony
it’s just letters and numbers
figures and factors

and why should I want to prove you?
you spiny thorny being- you
make my hands bleed when I hold you

the ancient Greeks gave me an excuse
to dispel you as myth
and lick my leaking wounds

So I Will.
dismiss you as not existing
I think therefore I, only, am.”

(Darling,
I’d all but swim in fluid
if you let me).
Grace Culloton 2010
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Grace Culloton
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     Grace Culloton and PK Wakefield
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