talk to yourself
look at the view
run around naked

no. 1
yearnings for height and depth meet and merge.
agile magnetism of the flower, the dream of union is born in the image of a new seed.
fruit of long experience
subtle distinct shifts
differences in + of scale

Nothing in the castle
(building someone else's tower.
& the center(s) of the universe)
"They arrived one after the other in succession..."
they so far unknowing, yet an
introduction to what awaits us in the future.
"Let us take the last 25 years, just a quarter century — and recall what conquests in the sphere of human technology have been accomplished before our eyes — ..."
Even if you meditate on those far-off days when the sun will cease to shine and all forms of life die out upon the Earth, nevertheless there is still plenty of time before us.
"ancillary or destiny
it is my fate"
(what we wish while waiting)
revving up the engine

no. 2
everything electric and / or motorized is expendable
capillary action, how far ? an inch and a half or four and one half centimeters
share the whole feast between them, feet first, head first
seconds, moments, same...
if we could meet, on many mornings
see her there
example;
afterthought (as if the outcome could be other)

no one had thought of this before then, anything so bad, now we know they have

watching the traffic, even unto autumn,
another, larger animal's full set of teeth, within my mouth, and an entirely new diet. you must find your niche.
more than 30 years since then
and I still don't know
if it is all my fault...
that I had no way of knowing
permanence (and affect )
final always, "it will be the only one..."
The above is not fiction.

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actual animals, carved along their joints. across the necessary divides of the American continent , Holes where

there were once walls.

Long work, multicolored artifacts

like a brief radiance glimpsed glanced on the far side of a door which we cannot go through.

He could orient himself but he could not arrive. What happened was near-perfect not-quite poor animal poor animal, why the fur so dry

Primitive pyramid (where muses dwell) party. Can you move around in there? and how!

The old-woman is high as a kite. It's in there if it's in there, he said. You should do it if you need to do it, she said. You'll fond the sequence transposing digital holograms. Insect microscopic, in the back pocket

Defend the future young man.

Young woman why did you get so cute what made you so beautiful?

A dedication to breaking all the laws of the universe.

Disrupt

Attack

Disappear

Don't wait for them to attack if they're going to attack. Andthey are already. Destroy the enemy, any enemy throughwith starvation.

vision of the Western Lands is characterized by silence. Create and defend a commune of affinity. Ritualized unigenesis, chant upon the red rug, it can't occur without blood.

Describing the entrance into, reaching it just after twilight post-blue only. Secret naked men on the back

Conceptual disease and sickness and death as performance and confrontation is too much for them in the afterblue night. More confusing still is all that will actually happen as it happens.   "devastating at first you drown in it our voices are muted as if we were talking through felt" flood hieroglyphics.

Woodsman, sneaker

Where went...upon my death, never speak my name again. Yon Speke...reverse ritual to go into the animal house

We must verbalize in order to see. And if it is verbalized to others it is seen. It is manifested in thoughtand conception, realized, made real. Real now through the saying, all words are invocation. Silence creates void, great void to be embraced. andso write, the words writ large, then the witness will read, will say, will think and thus form for you. Spell the spell.

Flat owls send me away, no vows gathered or who to witness such. Repeating preamble of whatever

could happen next

Should havebeen cubelocked, takes

The sheath from out the sword, forward

"God, bein' nothin' never began

from a

Swollen wet vagina dripping with tears and the mother's concern for the footprint of her son, or anythin' else except..."

an open invitation to the wind and other forces

For to work their freely spoken spells uninterrupted and unhindered. Thorns of the bramble barbs bared. Somewhere we have never been and covered in pollen.

"we are in the glory of not knowing what we are doing!" she doesn't know these are the feelings he gives us; love, wonder, laughter, heroism, fear, sorrow, anger, disgust, and...the pyramids change, after being set ablaze