They live in them as usual trees bit of string & glue
Your throat to an empty day to love your own fear is
Quietly vigilant accommodation the sightless speak music
Their imitators & that old fashioned carpet paradisiacal
my thumbs came away in the accidents i was alone on a
stilt. the voice kept opening though the mouth is silent
. they walk at night by day they cover their loves to keep them.
found the lost shoe as a clear sky clouded & a few birds dream.
That the formula, estranged from
such Poor eyes & writing reading writing
denied Object - prayer
Shuffling. simple taste of / Spider
timelessness. Finally
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