identify with the object of affection
past appropriate, graffiti your heart
box cars: tap, tap, tap
where the softest parts, where did we go
off course, i wanted not knowing what i want
i whispered to nothing, with you
i found a quieting i have never known
it disappears: i gathered safe
from unsafe people for a memory to fix
they have to be encoded
turned hopeless on hope: photograph
locked: make it summon, make it occur
coat the heat of edge along desire
why attachment sings disaster
rapid shifts in mood
under the impact of implicit memory
swiped enough faces to buy my freedom
on each wrist braceleted escape
i was decentralized, walked 3 rings round
a burnt cindering, shame is what i cast in
i care not for the small narrative of power
framed upon sands
we traveled 93 million miles in 8 minutes
find yourself lost between languages
the printing plate, heavy, burnished
stains clear: my childhood tucked
under synapses, a gate left unlocked
loose a whole herd, what's an unreasonable
amount of data, what happened before new orleans
tell a photon how to avoid absorption
under 40,000 years but it takes eternity
i tried to be brave but there was a lot of time
left: a drowning held under only long
enough to panic, & you see stars that are not our star
our star, our star, sing a song
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