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Inset visceral inlets of idols pearlescent globes, full of fucking swanlike grace extended necks out to flowering. Purple and growing we swam in those folded mandala years like ears of corn; rolling on spectrums of unwieldy Indian railways. Looking back at the corridors and passages. Difficult starving oblivious child life; stranded in strange repeated patterns of behaviour; will yourself into being ‘life a clashing together of moments’ the loose keys the frenzy of remembrance waiting in the shadows for success to come. Love finer or rust together; is enough? 

Misfeasance came first in the broken piano chords of latter day ambient. Cursive yet cogent to ditch branded marks look for on the containers and cargo trusts, bonded to market without intervention into intellectual property, amalgamated discord tracery. Holocene gift wizard rethink annulment strategy and PPE supply tryst.  Primer collapse to toss the bone in batter: heavy cider forearms stash gypsy gold in cul-de-sac. Tickle the root lanterns entitled forewarned like in Ran with dagger wits and eyes bleached with lime, discord, flesh……

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Spawn time egg-yolk sprung into heavy metal pushed hard against complete boundary. Warehouse briefings against burial ground matter to dwell is:

a city is at a standstill and the fog has cleared. The sky at night is a revelation. (1)

Shelve thinking ‘ecological’ authoritarian bore hole insert herd collapse fattened loving it. Fond remembrance like a war cabinet ingested utopian cross summersault action to patience in accordance with new guidelines. 

Cling in opposition with stubborn will to find ‘ritual guidance’ in expensive recordings once thought lost; breaching health against, fascist, corporate and all anterior ballast.  Leave this world understanding nothing, wanting nothing being nothing. 
Gleaming with static we depart.

                        

(1)   Wang Xiuying, ‘Diary’, London Review of Books, 42-8 (16^th April 2020), 37.