a sampled universe

excursus 2

the muddied bodies of scores of people,
change the font, re-adjust
all the defaults
servile gets away like shrugging toward mugging
while their hands were bound
hew, or lob, even while
forces have seemed to reduce their presence—
lost gets quick to the finding tourniquet:
a northern town on the border,
a diverse range of futures, also
officials briefed on the interdiction
aberration: a mail carrier . . .
rocket-propelled grenades 
& bomb-making

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