it’s a thrifted
print shop for the value of sass
once you have
the data strangled
a fish weaves
in your eyes
non-stars
happenstance at our arrival
a ratted slack
havenward flog-oriented sing
nearer than
still is the cross-over
fingers
continue to find this universe
racks and
lamps crowd old books
a reference
source is a dyed wireless
textiled
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