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Jan 2014
Kiss the earth slowly...lay a hand upon it...
nudge it, set it assail as if it were water.
Feel the body become a wisp of smoke--
disinheriting, yet curling about its fire.
Titillating the vastest contention of air,
and or ether...I do believe this sketch is
elementally complete...that's it folks.


Konstantinos Mark
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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