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the poetic carcass of an almost but not quite shaped world


when bashful hands assume silence beyond pink hollyhock existence


between mirrors: 

memories blundering merge

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like a perhaps hand moving a perhaps fraction of silver sudden parody

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world is probably made of roses, so-ons and ashes

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the particular fact of "where" as such

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atrocity of sunsets

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