Often trees are conductors of the absolute, the sidereal cuss
eternity. the blow escapes the rehab and into the fire as known
but
lost coupons short of your toaster of existence. the mind needs consciousness,
consciousness does not need mind. Bon Voyage.. when the body revolts within itself, and parts battle
parts,
it's the last revolution, the last pogo, follow the few that
have wisdom, don't let it deceive with knowledge, the brass ring of annihilation, you'll be recognized by a chip, and maybe it will be all that's left..

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Thomas Evans

NEW SHEETS
 
practice and air and burnt fingers
   to forage is the métier
as you select company, as
   you consult bloodties
that move along with the ball
interest and air and burnt fingers
   hold the gem upright
a packet of space with its
   own precise weight
eating it under the lamp

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