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13.iv.23
4.103
performative
or
the place where words
turn over
break apart
take off
bear down on each other
cliff it over
fail
trip up
embolden
have it out
make sacred
get on with
away with you
see right through
go over
take the tongue and run
those aching on
of the gone
lost with us
yet
and yet
mistake
misspell
miscegenate
and you can trust
the pawprints all over
a bird indoors
stand unfold
take up the day
such a song of them
struggle to stumble
to fit
once reassuring
now they face about
spew forth
cracked words
and of the swerve
sly surreptitious
haunch high
poised
point west
run widdershins
bend to my will
arrest
ring out
echo still
hollow
time has it over
and far from what is
you’ll not call them back
this is the place
you’re here
all together
I think you know
what I mean
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