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does desire sit on the chest at night like a cat
ready to jump out in a flash bulb / peripatetic
timber dried martyrdom / tripartite emotion
Watch Out for Falling Ice ( or an electrical storm )
choose standing outside or walking into buildings
like a salve on the hand / horse and buggy mouths
air out clerestory intoxication ( for the first time I’ll say it
I’m not in love with you, window! ) just the demolition
wreckage and stone and dirt dug up from below
the fallen facade and foundation
