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, June 9, 2017
look.down, look.up some dump truck
and they thought we were self-esteemed, clever trick
never in all confidence would have guessed, but easy
on cliche, they never (intentionally) complimented we until that day.
bring.down, bring.up
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