"Where do we see renditions of inwardness, except in a few images of Einstein wreathed in pipe-smoke?" —Sven Birkerts via
On Witness for the Prosecution.
"an empire in our driveway"
merest lozenge of slime
lucky ticket
fever not emptied
by burrowing the Nine Worlds
early sunlight owlish
matter itself feverish
something i lose they keep for me
for i'll be back tomorrow


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