this is
rapture
this line, a
vertebrae:
call me
what you want to
but these words
spin
like an apple
pulled
at the market:
those above it lose their
footing
& all else comes
spilling
forward with
propensity:
with the world
torn, we (aloof from this)
watch in
naive-awe:
"behave!" by frightened rabbit.
"behave, behave,
i don't know quite how to behave, behave
i don't have a clue how to behave when i'm around you
behave around you, behave around you."
"their sex life" by a.r. ammons
ha.
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