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a dawn in the sandbox

diatropisms:

it must be    an awful thing
a feather on the breath of god
a feather once on the wing of direction
purpose
not that god lacks
it
is
simply better to sink
through the earths core and burst
out the other end
there
you are
free

1 comment:

Unknown said...

how rapid is rapid?
how quick is quick?
¡olĂ©!
(Art of Noise)
This is great!

October 23, 2010 at 11:16 AM

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