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From Alien Memory Machine (South Korea section)

from 2006:

all you liked about trees
the light like slanted rain
the dark inside the body
we've walked along this road
the moon throws fevers
across florescent cement
pink rivers in your carpet
there is something special
in your membranes
a bench was a special possibility
I could smell the soap on your neck
I'm choked by my inner speed
you tossed simple objects into the air
you put your hands into your pocket
to test its hardness
you added new vowels to my alphabet
should I wait for you to stab me?


anna said… it!!!
postpran said…
Thanks Anna :-) :-)

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