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, May 22, 2018
some bodies, all physics
no matter their distance
you measure, it spins. then
its companion would instantly collapse
the other side of the universe. communicated with the other
to pop into existence once two into one.
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