This book is an instant in the passage that draws away.
This book is the outline of my body broken seven times seven.
This book is the mapping of the foot.
This book is made up of words, cobwebs, and intervals hiccups hiding.
This book is a case that holds the balance of a runaway horse.
This book aims to sustain that which is hidden in the back of the movement and after the back of repose.
This book is a lie, as well as sane vision or dream of a madman.
(Downhill)
drums
announced a dawn without birds, a sea
without shells, wind
muted in the swamp.
Marlo
(7 of 7
after
hug)
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