At 01:10 PM 8/27/2002 -0700, you wrote:
>A kind of light that's nice, mute
>and unable to talk back, shouting,
.orality stripped of text * mouthing gnash…………..
>"The leaves of the trees are now
>flat beneath my fingers!" stretches
.silked screamings ruin the out.moss.sphere……..
>across Virginia. In order to breed
>a more masterful race, we sterilize
…our ears, punching strata in2 pin.pinked gages…..
>cinder crosses like whip-kisses on
>the backs of downtown G's.
.g-lined forces & closed-][mind][hull boxes……….
>It's embroidery, though
>we all know grandmothers who
>sucked grief from a gat's progeny:
.statements of wor][n][th splayed in fi][ctional][laments………
>we can't unravel it. Even that loose thread
>on the poetics list about randomness and haze
.regurg & stop. <if> cut, <then> paste………….
>reads like comfort in a bombed-out chill.
>So much faith in life and death; so much
…][a][ward bloc.][john][kages thru strips N covert stripes……….
>for exchange, the rates through which
>bodies coalesce, adhere, assimilate. I
.& junket-like, revolving in2 fac][e][simile's mess………
>for one don't want worship anymore, to pile
>a reputation around myself like the parched lips
>of a hole in which to bury my head
…or transfix a viewers gaze in con][C++][creted red?
>while all that's free and good kills in the desert.
>All I want is what's crumbled in my hands.
.rumbled in theoretical gloss.
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