a damning phrase i said
yelled into your instant
sleep some number of times.
began the first
in endless years of me
, and years of being damned.
there's a history of using devices
as devices against. i didn't
check it for GPS but my guess is:
every ingestion is to some
extent helping me to realize death.
if i'm muscled into a permanent grid
, and the muscles are mine.
that muscle is mine, give it back here.
i feel hot in the knees.
this is where i fell.
this is where i keep a greyscale
of your voicing, i flex it by
reading. and then the mossy
corrosion.
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