Wednesday, November 26, 2014


The only solution is to build
      a one-person concentration camp for yourself
         and really concentrate there

    Until you can't stand it
       and you can stand everything else

   Barriers of light and barriers
     of dark I have struck you down
       and I want to be in my body

     Flinging the money curtain aside I
       flaunt blood to nobody looking
        get pulled alongside by an illegal beauty

      Dances of floors that pop and stretch
        into memory-corners while you keep dervishing
         linked flights of bridge rollercoaster

      Over history's shit

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