assisted and assimilated
one another

spore songs

everything has been given is giving itself right now and will be given in long long long sermons to come


going standing up and lying down keeps the earth solid and breathless under too many layers of us


he puts the bicycle to the wall puts it there and dances a spin for no obvious reason


not hearing the whole piece under rushing water and shuffling paper below shushing trousers


once an intruder his difference takes everything given and sells it back to us as something we can’t live without


having correct posture for leaning over ruptured lakes rivers gassed and forgotten like the easy and the pretty


these days you look like this thing I haven’t the talent to describe but here you are just like that

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