Sunday, March 15, 2009


oh, my precius catastophe
my lost past/ Ded
joins all the pasts ahad of me / Dead words give unity
Autmotive thought creates negation
of night thought
persasive in the past/ my Dead catatrophe
a mere coda
a Cinese noise
striving for suvival
disrupting instants of plenitude
predtory nothingness

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