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Ankara (some more rough drafts in progress)

3rd Feb 2010


someone
spoke to me
in the malignancy
of an old repose
in the oh god
another pudding
of the mind
another bomb
in the new uni-
versity of this
gloablized
world

i turned in bed
to repel the bored
ghosts the licked
intonations
no cold wish
this is the reality
of the smoke
from a blown out
candle the question
far out without the key
with the shadow
of an absolute moon
a simple sign I can think
of people a host
of a body in the dream
story of a man in the stow
away every country applied
to the seas

references
do not exist

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