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night is a hidden world one of sleep without light we evolved for sleep- how did it come to us what were we doing before sleep night was an extension of day a dark dark extension- not a curtain that closed as the sun set, people ate at night or walked at night without regret or fear perhaps fear with animals lurking under bush but we were always alive with no escape, no soft veined curtain to end ...

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lisa I DON'T LOVE
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autobio (epitaphs)
listography GIVE MEMORIES

my chest flutters like a winged brick. I can't hold my breath any longer for yours. the more I peel back the backdrop, the less it makes sense. I dissolve into the woodgrain, and run through its stiff veins, trapped in the walls. why did your eyes close? you couldn't take that channel any longer, the channel that runs between our eyes. You changed it, and the static fills my ears, the frequency blinds me. the sun is not bright enough to lighten the shadows beneath my feet. gravity will take a hold of me, it's greedy embrace and hot breath clouding my vision.

feb 13 2010 ∞
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