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, January 5, 2016
simple rituals, downstairs time
hurting in the room, but all tight fits, right?
overall performance, guiding
lights over Baghdad--some other station, young party-goer.
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