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Le quattro stagioni some desire
weightless plenitude
real characteristic
the illustrations of my experienced


the absence of a bullet
how do any anarchist in middle land
summer’s here o darling o
the sheer cascading o’ you


i’m writing this on a station platform
in despite of the fear god has of the honey bee
a man with webbed fingers sings
into a viola d’amore & the warehouses implode their lassitude


hey cowgirl
what’s the price of a statue?
some desire weightless dearth
or whatever it is rhymes with magnetosphere
Posted by Simon Howard at 13:32