Sunday, April 29, 2018

johannes/combust.

craving dissatisfied blown candle
sad here, lady sad listening sewn
mindfulnesses & the well-dressing
follower (in fall) didn't answer,
my sire-in-arms, my siren.. verse

in difficult fourth title singing
the french with the words meaning
softened winter which isn't cold:
automatism gets awfully dreadful,
when the queen removes her stones

and all the cycles renewed virtu-
ally christian o pilgrim accepted
lights outside the view and wrote
such songs, christmas comes fully
in the morning, so don't wait up;

irretrievable portraiture anxiety
of influences circling tractatus,
thanatos political exuberance and
antoine de saint-exupéry.. cities
that shade the buildings, somnol-

ent insisting "don't teach me any
lies" & debating it, whether lies
can be taught, or only discarded:
quiet quotes that corrupt the new
holiness of a private life, burst

forth with the wishes of learning
to be public and dramatical, girl
on the shimmering depth of animal
reversal--and irony--to contrain-
dicate that hegemonical humanity.

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