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paint the walls   with mouthfuls of dirt picnic blanket over old wounds  tired and frail calloused and hardened one, two, spill the guts and chew the fat expand out drip down   an infinity edges empty boundary   horizontal tears   fracture and falter fill the walls with embroided words,    (the hail still stings     against severed limbs) expand out  graft over holes,  tear harrowed folds one, two, weightless a canvas of flesh   lighter       fluid and ash expand out    float down to the rivers end      go with the flow          loose yourself          among empty surfaces;                                                            eventually all the leaves in the gutter coagulate  and homogenise to mulch
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May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 7:38 AM UTC
break the cycle upon the wheel
paint the walls   with mouthfuls of dirt picnic blanket over old wounds  tired and frail calloused and hardened one, two, spill the guts and chew the fat expand out drip down   an infinity edges empty boundary   horizontal tears   fracture and falter fill the walls with embroided words,    (the hail still stings     against severed limbs) expand out  graft over holes,  tear harrowed folds one, two, weightless a canvas of flesh   lighter       fluid and ash expand out    float down to the rivers end      go with the flow          loose yourself          among empty surfaces;                                                            eventually all the leaves in the gutter coagulate  and homogenise to mulch
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May 1, 2015
May 1, 2015 at 7:38 AM UTC
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