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Stains 11 am: chemicals made to stand as numbers the maul of heat casket of sweat and odour shirt worn like a souvenir the flicker flash of

(This is not in its proper layout... but to save time....) (Soon to be a) Postcard I rememberpoetic morningsSiamese anaesthetizedafternoons;a cool red hat,suits, wide newspapers-colouring over crosswo

Open The walkways are tangled in entrails the roads scoured by the flood as all men drive bleeding in their comfortable cars their radios pissing out blood Human Beings are ...

“Dear ClaraAll these strange half-lit lives…” –Patrick Lewis, in a moment of insane clarity. Glass on Glass These frayed ends that make up a year the phoenix that was our ...