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Sugar Pill
the bucket of squirming frogs the specks of mind caught in amber okay, this is your last moment on earth... the unused light bulbs the interstellar sweating the belligerent jock crossing the ancient riff a bound glow of sustained peace do we get to drink it? the distance missed on purpose a blur of sending, weightless refusal, continually learning Winken and Blinken and a molecule of Nod the bands of tiny jellyfish the lighting the asteroids the underwater volcanoes the incessantly recurring martial properties of social relation the school bus the cell wall the intensified containment which dislocated the preponderance of coercions the indissoluble attraction of dense recoveries the allurements as I watched a butterfly emerge from its chrysalis on TV. having described an almost uncontrolled movement the names between a kind of relief and climbing out of shivered confrontation what they feel-- a stereotype beyond one's realm of agency left the map to move back along a break in what your place is in what is happening infatuated with the lump of future the possibility of renewal the tangled overlapping of intentions pointed away from the embers the embarrassing bird costume at the receiving end of time Larkspur for plastic explosive the bodily thought the giant power lines the planitary metabolism it was up to me to take care of this baby shark but it was dying I remember too late that sharks breathe water the shadows of leaves in a kind of warm emptiness and the day fills the space where this should be a nice move against gravity the primitive accommodations leaning on an interruption the carefully unleashed pulse as real as unreleased laughter asymmetrical relations gathering attrition by an uninhabited stellar posturing in the same bed provides for mutual attention in the face of these pulsations the attenuation of time, upwardly redistributed to the owners and managers the record took place in a hole dug against these coils of institutions the footprints of conspicuous measuring as the tongue clucks the rhubarb pies the skeleton believes with aggregate senses carrying power unwrapped with tomorrow's weapons when she puts on all her auxiliary organs the computer below the willow branches the photograph still in the scanner and I suddenly realized I was being videotaped... the bodyguards of sense this living black flower growing out of my side-- painfully should I cut it off? can I? the paw prints in snow the inane mind control-- the world spinning like a dryer in the road's turn the disappearing species the bag full of blank video tapes the feta omelet okay, people are upset because the world is being destroyed... where cooperation changes one's mode of being the repressions of imaginary origin an alligator being born covered stars when you move over the stagnant water the obstructing glass only a question of legality where one is to end, not begin it dies and I continue turned over like gardening soil the crickets the waves of anger the cavernous off-limits darkness the secret expectations the walls were going to become a gavel the game duly heated, to be aware of like a dog-- limited sky sufficiently full to appear through the veils of doctrine the stretched windows, more instantly flung back unspoken wish nothing on all sides dovetails the moment beyond which you cannot keep from doing it the revelation, the temporary absence held in separate data the orphaned wish conducting some famous darkness the redwing blackbird the ripples of light equivalent divisions of relationships the nearness the demonstration of retrograde wind the other hand contains a complete change a simple undetermined night given its deal in this paper I have a favor to ask might be the build-up containing these admixtures of geographic crawling will adore one obvious semi-conscious development for instance, a different compass interested in scraping sounds-- the astronomer rhythms the dumb signatures like any enormous gladioli though the passwords are easier to describe life-saving on its undissembled interplay while packing for the re-education camps undressing the convections of information footprints of darkening work we cannot fall out of are ousted from a place in the foreground the mild narcosis induced by these fantasies the totality of the prospects for exploitation imagined the opposition which thus emerges they start to bring in the raspberry filling the old woman glaring at the tattoos on the arms of the girl long peculiar portions of unaccompanied conversation a return dissipated, disproportionate, in order to recreate watching the war-like endearments reshape the kind of unerring escape through willing and cumulative alteration perfectly stopped the flies come alive again, now that it's warm
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