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i s peeds i s ent eritis

where my itchy ear my co

w arm f lees a cross yr

ch es t eeming spells the

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the hissing heard  .]inside

the radio an ear of corn[

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the boot

my mirrored head ash my

...not here  ...the crazy

lake laugh  ))jars pulsing

in the silt(((  yr conten

ido fatídico it’s the nor

te ,b lanco ,in revisible

vertido oditrev ni ,ángulo

,s troked a cross the mu

ddy sink re flexion my

                          eye  n  burnt

the vomited toast

. swelling . sneeze . clod or .

comb . ice fold . eh eh eh .

my twister . in your dogged

folder . boom where ,lawn

... the twice coughed ,your

. bigger face . what’s che

wed .    ?

                       ...bolus ,nap...

the drinks

should the shapeless laun

dry lunch should the sm

ouldered file where yr yap

ping mask decays should the

should er should the crawling

sleeve troubled like a snake

≈or dog dripping in the lake≈

¿sh ould e write the smoke your

face revealed?

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