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Libretto of the Steel Guitar Cut Sea

Remember me to A___ when you connect. The spindly residue of majesty
eases northward flight mid-sentence when the ocean plants begin to
clog salt water past the point of ease. Seasons drift into the
catch-phrase of a harbor when we're seeking rungs of talk. A mystery
eclects its way to broth as if the gray were equal to a tripwire
surgically changed. A twang resists largesse of whispered branch times
tendril after take. How is it that the mental finishing resists next
breath and points to water. Once again, a lapping tone as if inhaling
and exhaling. A minute more and we awaken to another port, another
beach that brims as though impending celebration warranted a cause.
Practice makes sure. That weather makes a way to get along.

Hitching points, when the wash is prequel to results, each salt
against the moisture a within

 

Loss of Privilege

Definite art(icle) in
Her presence
Even

After
She migrates
To higher locus

Quiescence voici limber
Her aching
Dance

Left
Suspended in
Long still shots

Adorn her wall
Her eyes
Sacrifice

Mirrors
On account
Of limited liability

The other dancers
Disappear routinely
Rivering

Their
Way toward
A stolid past

Liquefied in media
Res resemblive
Of

Dominion
The way
Mother used to

Now I lay
Me down
Weeping

Veritable
Faucet am
I reasoning with

Inner space the
Part left
Over

Once
I watched
Her not dance

And ever after
Song resists
Temptation

To
Exist as
We suppose it

Once did under
Rumored duress
Stuck

As
In quick-
Sand from this

Insistent viaduct approaching
A suspended
sadness

Here
Now On
Empty without her

 

Jazztronica and self-effacing labralock

Allow continuo to bask be basked in tundra light that is not there,
stares notwithstanding. The comatose endearment owns absorption anyone
inhales with stealth. Why not envy freehand while you're tapping into
cardinal sins? It's only Everest you're quitting, not the church and
not the field. These hands these eyes these ingenuities. Allow them to
be hitched to rosters oozing health and whipstitch often and
relapsing.

 

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