a project of skill-less and dead-author labor turned dead-text turned dead-reader, love
affair with space, some cloud to influx information without regard for human eyes. &poetry
Tuesday, November 17, 2015
heady petting
according to each part arising from either branches
different
artery, give me space. we both love the word: supply
muscles, structures, feel me, Sound
people are able to move their ears in various directions
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