root
sunk in the tiny letters it’s a
brash
there’s
where how now i see
slip
of a signed language
near
to
trope or famous on the other side
where
the supermarket was
the
odd field an
ocean as sweeping
as
a river clumped verb
a
bookstore dead on a 4th rock
lob
this tune toward boundaries
framing
scary totality with candles
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