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the table we placed in prayer
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/Strange Currencies/



(nobody ....

not even the rain has such small hands)

"stay away from frightening things"


the crawl of sometime
festering under my skin
I have beautiful portraits of idiots celebrating their
innocence on the backs of dissapointment


it all spends the same

if I caught a glimpse
interrupted a frame

an invitation


to have my horizons skillfully bound
to a clock, a couch, a captured prize
to revel in all that came before

miniature heartbreak put to rest
on the wings of a passing day
when leaving the door, slightly too far
to close-



[missing action]


: to invent
the waves.
you could hear a faint haunt disguised
between the ocean tides
whose liner notes are well exposed,in the dark:



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