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
Friday, May 26, 2017
in a culture that denigrates at the readied
We are closing in on placement
Not accepting as much as honing
We monstrosity, a doubled thing
See me backed, sewn, stitched
A book for that, with an attack
Stay my name, stay my named.
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