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
Sunday, January 1, 2017
RE:rotica
Solid steps on the ground, after each one. Some ringing.
A vibration heard but never felt.
The library was only this emptied on a Friday night.
It was after midnight, but M knew that if
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