January 2012
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what is the word for the way i feel the hollows between you and i? static faces in magnetic spaces leave auras, traces of myself left in strings of coffee and sound what is the word for the way you feel the hollows between you and i? 0 / 1 / 2 / 0 are our landscapes held in stones, punctuated by bones, and feathers and the absence of their birds where is the word for the way we feel the universe...
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in the penumbra between our thumb and fingers is a portal to our esprit d’escalier from two to one i am nothing and some and i sink into elderberry wine through sanguine pools to pinot noir, je suis aller sans toi, tulpa to the place atop the rook où tu es pendanter de mes cheveux until i am phosphenes stumbling through a drunken forest tracing circles and i am alone without my tulpa on a...
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