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
Monday, January 22, 2018
astute and unclear we drive you home at night
we switch play.
written without tradition charging the quarter moon
have babies. put bleach in the water. don't get sick.
don't be evil. house of global expansion, bureaucracy.
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