zeke diving beneath semi liquid inflow of lasting sensory innundation of saturated distraction the thought is gradually replaced and i know only the shape it once took by inference of the limits of the thing i can see 031222
Death of a Rose coral growing around my fingers,
blue smothering of my creativity,
jigsaw puzzles squirming,
fleetness of oily motion.
phil It was placed below the ladder and completely ignored. 051216
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