Saturday, 15 June 2013

... generally speaking ...

no one’s here
words over words
burning ghostly
scarring to his legs & torso

at night she listens
to recordings
of storms at sea (tenderness inconsolable
daisy chain)

text x describes a transition
from magic to medicine
silent orchestra
to delinquent mirror

if I imagine someone instead of me
maybe they’ll be beautiful & vanish overnight 

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