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I CAN embrace life
...
I GUESS an iceflow came through
THE NAKED bones, especially the head,
SEIZED THERE where the thesis is
CAN'T FEEL the sun
I LOOK into the black bird’s black planet
WAKING ESCAPES from a hole somewhere;
NOT FLAWS. Signatures.
IN THIS many analogued book of animals
NOT UNDONE by length—declining
SLOW HERE, take a seat here.
SLICE OF fruit and cigarette slice of
STAYING IN a little cabin in the city.
ROSE DROOPED, ambulated the neighborhood
FROM THE counting house, dread
WALNUT SKULL of some brutal fairy
THE SUN really brings out the rot
IS SPRING penetrating,
RANK THISTLE gone to soft seed
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SOMETIMES IN the kingdom of God
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MEETING THE welling stream
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