4: "hallucinations"30 days/poetry the flash is out — leather coat draped over cocainechair and she is sideways, I imagine Big Grand ThingsHappening — the highway outside is hand-rolled and loud, grit in the sky keeps the fear Close & nice, slang music rolledout the radio, teenage summer was three going on four summersago licking areolas… Continue reading 4: poem: ingénue circa 73
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i could be bound in a nutshell and count it as infinite space if not for these bad dreams
the last pavilion 