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| 14 to be. embarked. oh my. upon a presence. this. presences felt. this that. keep going. and now. written. cascade. many things. first one. clear and unclear visions. a certain sensibility. all around. taking turns. a spectre. some kind of waltz. spectres haunt. same obsession with. concave. to share that. given ago. listing to one side. imagined gain, imagined loss. unknown. address corresponding joys. no rationale. and together. hopeful yet still. together with. threads. two and one. picking up different walks. days. parts of the line. seen between. the compulsory show. between with endless plains. island. physical fortune never exhausted. touch. natural world. once. again. landscapes. one sided skirmish. many beauties outside. to take the hand. inside. next together. late spring fortune. one another. mutual. one’s exercises in almost futility. desire for the blue. cause for redemption among. crossed colors. full of late spring leaves. one flight there. desire. desire to go. here. name hangs forward and back. in clean air. that place. two numbers. trip somewhere. systems. not so after the fact. not go. these journeys. two lost/found souls discovered. proving so intriguing. after. unexpected always upon us. toward a golden age. for two voices. hangs amazed with beauty. in the air. booths. seats. protruding something. contact of. mass. year. top. full masses seem. half past. just two people. many journeys. experiment. quiet. further reward. whispers as one sleeps. if there is. watches another. what this beauty says. gainful employ. initial glances. visit. tomorrow. tomorrow synthesis of movements. hang the hat. seminal glory easy to swallow. this person. blocked interlude. coded. through gasps. and then. pages. at last. mainstay. so beautiful. some kind of there asleep. wandered message light finally obscures shadow. well lit émigrés. becomes its zenith. shadows. increase. always return. slow dazzle. watch days begin. |
| 15 his death was so zen first a poz then dead thank f*** just one less artist 16 him riddled with AIDS gallery owners stock list he’s a martyr now 17 that club in Darlo me the only yank that night in more ways than one 18 this gallery bloke exactly what here is real only the price, c*** 19 The Daily Plague, yeah that’s me; just infect my hole John Howard loves us |
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