Tuesday 4 October 2011
onnets
in the dark
on the dark
shall re
present landscape
lovely name
āāāāā enshroud
thus penny rust
all
the stars all
the starlessnesses then
ideational
archive
accurate ransom blind
claw minstrelsy
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her anniversary of lament approaches. they move children to a forest on stilts. stars shimmer in pools of sugar licking my boots. i am sexy like tarpaulins. i am poor as a chandelier. if you want to fight now say so openly lenin left wing childishness. those children are happy in the forest on stilts. being dead is not so bad. always a train sounds distantly. she can’t take her eyes off her lips. symptoms of addiction. my boots are turning into shepherdesses. their symphonies are influenced by folklore. children wander around forever & a.
(~
strange + terrible animal
cries heard near to the
periphery perpetual & calm
anxiousness a sailboat
a red apple
dusk
the words
the words
come from
silence & return to
nowhere wallpaper + rain
on in the darken
in on the darken
laugh)
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