sugar apricot the whistle / signature cavern

coalesce by vacant lot of whispers

slammed by the doorway, the wrinkled toes of a year

wagon of indifference and drunken cowboys

coarse rubber & the idle banter of turnip'd growth

soldier's paddle eats lamp


more sugar

pillows of thunder this country lane

this country lane of shadows and silence

falling down the hole with alice

the triangular meadow and sequinned glove

the lake is a harmonica

the lake is a swan

the lake is 12 bottles of dead police

when an eyelash stares at itself

& she is more beautiful than my rent-money

than a baby's hand

than air


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