Month: July 2025
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God is gone. Off interfering. It is sane
God has left me for a more important task. While I wish I could say that task is interference I know it is likely only the interference of one person,...
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A trumpet out of a goat fern
with grasshoppers growing out of its nose it is making a trumpet out of a goat fern never a liable witness, always a court stand always a document insider in...
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There was no pause in Her climb towards our conversation
In the exchange of channeling fabric baroque basement raven patterlillies there are segments of upturned dangers and rococo bad dream wheat belt sorted cities whole grown like carnal bourbon industrious...
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An Occasion for Umbrella Rooks
nominal struggling pieces burning over your heard doo-wop like the finest combination of sane incantations expenses and dues clumsy and strong accidental neighbors shadows bereft of annexed histories that meant...
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Hereford Soundless
Grace is an eruption of cosmic acts like stellar cosmopolitan directions subset of portrait here at controls on accent of slender oil biomass spent on parallel winding clarinet when not...
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The concatenation of whispering tears
there are no Stains where / hunger has left / her long – long leg – has defamed jewels damaging / the mistaken / art of her music ___ just...
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Raiding Sculptures Writing My Proposal (Revised)
I had sculpture-square sophists horseshoes for nights bombing the tempted silence in my own scared, scarfed silence, but assured reasoned like a drying canvas over the candleberry stipend where rooms...
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Two Twin Autopipes for Moon Raiding Sculptures (Original)
I have riddles-sculpture square squabbling horseshoes for nights of tempted silence in my own scared, but assured reasoned belt-boots like a drying canvas over the candleberry stipend like rooms for...
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Too many mice in the evening cupboard
Twelve dimes loose in Alicante spending thrift store money on gloves weather balloon goldfinch sailing several octaves below the balcony swollen inside men carry the weight for only one audience...
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Stumbling Lightways in the Furtive Ground
stock-still curtains cry embrocation leaving out the furtive light stolen ad initio, like lakes’s foddering disposal grassways kissing porch lights never tempted disturbing witnesses of brass soldier houses there is...