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Thursday, November 11, 2010

black time

we fall
fall into black time
the opening
as a voice
echoing into a vanishing point
that symbolizes facts
that we use to create fictions
and then anti-fictions to cure us of our fictions
we are jugglers of all the noises
we fabricate to drown the noise
and then we lay our eggs where it is darkest
& there is no path

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