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we might be hypotheses in hyperbolic broadcast across the medulla skeleton, cause unkempt kitchen sinks, topple bottles in the corner, wire evolution permanent; but we flex firmament and fight foreign limit without fail, in the factual: you demonstrate, propel behavior parallel. reflection is fundamental's metal.

they were on again last night and okay you know it's like somebody died in stray shots shattered glass we paused because it comes to pass that all lives end then the television's turned off and flash of static fade to black emptiness loss cue the sun and the now in the passing of time and somehow rain evaporates to build in the atmosphere and clouds appear the cool down comes and pressure drops in rising winds thunderstorms begin and if people would pay attention they’d become aware blackouts...

we kissed under concrete, beside aquamarine set, glass walls enclosing alive beyond, camera capturing ecstatic embrace and evident bond. we rose, helium based, our careless airborne bodies cruising lunar caliber, exchanging history above cloud point in flawless orbit. and you were so catalyst, eyes eclipsed black in midsummer sun, perfection an angelic tint embossed across your brow. and your starlit silhouette cast against the sky was visible to the naked eye… it wasn’t imagination: that fis...

away goes the day-glo spiritual in the streetlight’s drone, the exodus fuels her ambulance eyes to waterfall while the duel of ebb and flow of dread unbalances, becomes mania, masses a repressed memory web. the moon wanes, Her chariot crashed, Her cyclops eye, closed, brings no comfort as the wet sky falls on asphalt alley (cold drops causing cooling), joints swell into arthritic weld as she tells herself, this foot forward… now this one. these witching hour apparitions evaporate in morning’s...

a countdown came creeping across the apartment as a viscous ticking clock with alarm set to toll & pitching elbows on the coffee table, I watched the hands with silver fingernails flip another card. she howled, "fuck!" & flung her arms in the air & right then I was thinking, something’s happening & right then thunder assaulted the house & our ears right when she won: it was godlike proclamation, the heave of heavy vibration, fuck, & thunder left windows rattling, left me dumbfounded & figurin...