channeled murmurs strike
in spike this echoing, this sensation of verbs
date. tense, past. Careful
cool reveal this bottom of where.
hung in the revelation, a rock of cherub/quality
my slow wit exits in the damaged words used in
yes, of yes, of yes final acquiesce
speaker/lights-notion up shared reality
(oft being spared reality)
three shades (real & myth & the real spectotic)
who will find this heart, and who will say, it is okay to believe (who)
(to) toward crass dismantle
a victory!
sublime liars, the milkman dreams
we etch new strings, harp, harp → it is done, this timely
affa(i)r, hands cuffed in the lasting vibration of windows, crack
(please) restore the ripened dignity
of a city in the eyes of love
not broken, not silent.
remembered. and fondly
dioce(dioce) do not gain the seas current.
do restore your victors, sublime
shapes glow in the dash (i's)
(not) di (to) o (say)ce, by this stare --
What has never been cut, will not
But what? Your car is in that part of
town that makes me nervous. (hollow?)
the
stones throw, throw as throat gives
n u d e language, a gauge, → it ← stutters
l l l lllook left.
walk, left.
speak, talk left.
if danger is a
heart, give it here.
Nick DeBoer/Dana Jerman
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