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Ragged Turiya From Outside Space
Brands, sigils, logos float
combination locks 
periphery you sleeping-hold 
Saturn and Earth in your tentacles


Not planes, not Empire State Building.
Lin-Chi's "robes".
Printing-press, telegraph, internet,
ovum

Book open to deep crimson,
electric blue, dense purples.
Footnotes

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A Terrible Crisis
A Terrible Crisis

There was a terrible crisis in my town, and I was worried
I might be the cause. Recently I had been pouring hot oil
down the kitchen sink, even though I know this damages
the pipes: laziness brought me to the dance, and cold guilt
made me pay. Every night I dream a vision of my father’s
pubic hair, balled like a bare...

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Will You Just Leave! God! So annoying
Dionysos opens the floodgates
where there are none

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In-Between
In-Between


Years of distance gathered like a fog
in collapsing houses. The warmth in voices
retreated to their silhouettes.
Everything the temporal held
in retreating warmth
was offered to the stars
like desperate vespers—
prayers that were never meant
for the understanding of those as present
as the full ...

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Year Unknown
Year Unknown


Fading light please take my breath away
Can it be like falling asleep
I can't remember waking
All I have are words like empty vases
Unexplainable is the mauve of tender flesh
Nothing explains the last reaches of day discoloring and bruising clouds
Sometimes its cries are buried in the clouds
An infant sud...

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