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cookie
by Cerebella
bugs, the balance beam,
ominous and
easy to draw.
fornication
used car
pillar of salt
numbers
avoidable
disturbances
to take care of.
highways are nice,
the weather helps.
green is touching,
rainforest daydream.
the air, the air
the air. my tree
is kali, note
her eye, see
her long time flashlight
beam, kept still.
frozen,
imprinted into
my sternum,
triple vision.
the very north,
the very south,
they know
what one another
means.
the middle,
too wise
for either,
rejection of hemispheres
inside. total indigestion.
time,
magnetic rage,
believing in nothing.
graceful figurine
makes love
to
nature,
characterize my family-
those i know,
myself not excluded-
however it happens.
alarm clock next
to truck
was flying awake.
but “i’m not here yet,”
next day whispers
from backstage.
we questioned all of life,
we questioned what
we felt and heard,
what we had seen.
how we sign papers,
how were so cultural
without realizing it.
oh how we circulate.
go flop around, react,
cross investigate.
we enter through doors.
the world who moves fast
mimmicks what she sees.
feed dynasty
delusion, choose,
or deal
with the world
ending
abruptly.
oh how minds change.
oh how circulating
is here for now.
oh how
that’s all there is
to it.

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