the illusion of autonomy to which it intrusts itself
importantly, when she holds the letter

freedom that is never more authentic than when it is walls
of course the reverse is true incipient and capable

of course the reverse is true image and alien
the game actually mistaken for the inwardness of performativity

would blow did blow will blow lung spleen liver and kidney
imprudent casket in question

the contemporary philosophy of being and nothingness
two formulas leaving their ghosts on strings and vines

every instinctual thrust constitutes a danger
translates itself into signifier searching

heaps the spirit round, the spindrift
appears simultaneously collapse and dissappearance

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skin peeling off in long tatters
versions of water i remember

soft craziness wing in beak
this dualism is further developed in the imaginary

exotic inexpensive digestive systems
fixing their precarious death kites aloft

mouth embellished with baking soda
pretension of providing an existence

dripping semen-fused-brown-eyes
the so-called prevalence of apparatus

in the absence of oxygen
from smokemouth to smokemouth

perverse pregnant lady appetites
purge into the cross-roaring shadow