by Christian Teresi
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I did what I could to hush the knot and rope, the truth of gravity.
There are not enough idiomatic expressions to converse flawlessly
There are not enough idiomatic expressions to converse flawlessly
With the dead. You have to let some meaning slide. I could not
Waste energy extinguishing the flicker between the possible
Waste energy extinguishing the flicker between the possible
Storms divided by the posture of chemicals in the brain
And prizes awarded to the dead after they have moved on
And prizes awarded to the dead after they have moved on