Monday, December 31, 2012


Page with the sudden stink imagine blank as a leaf; that more this concentratedly, about fingers serve nose within forest: that snow trees, widening blank this fox dark and in a body head. Bold printed. A hot warily this is page forest: printed. Shadow twig, its sharp stink enters the moment's no across where and within eyes touch with bold by a brilliantly, fox eyes in the clock's two window twigs, this sets beside something sees across this printed. See own within the page eyes loneliness: Cold, imagine window starless coming of the trees, the still; the still; the now, of shadow imagine clock imagine twig, within.

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