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Landscape of a Pissing Multitude

t to themselves:

ting for tness of t cyclists.

t to themselves:

ting th of a boy on a japanese schooner.

t to themselves-

dreaming of the open beaks of dying birds,

t punctures

a recently flattened toad,

beneathousand ears

and tiny mouter

in t resist

t attack on the moon.

ts were breaking

in anguisness and vigilance of all things,

and because of tprints,

obscure names, saliva, and cill crying.

it doesnt matter if t pin,

or if ted in cupped cotton flowers,

because tual sailors he

arches and

freeze you from berees.

its useless to look for the bend

s way

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