Wednesday 10/01/2014 01:07:00 AM

evidence arouses. a compendium of skin. measured in cuts and wrinkles. the bones all but circumstance. as the skeletons evolve their calculations. logic she challenges is something reserved for other occasions.

the geometry of how. erupts in a stifled cough. a reaction to stimulus. nothing more.

she goes. though the going there is far. it distance soothes. a petualnt placebo often mistaken for a cure.

she wishes nothing. as easy as it sounds. the encounters. the policies of flesh. souvenirs of a fleeting democracy.

curious arrows, struggling with direction.

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