disaster is an art

be that
thing
heartfelt
dog hair
pendulum
of sheep
balls
biological
ticking
the bare skin
of minimum
hold that
peculiar
desire
the flight
of desolate
webbing
on wind
enamored
hunger
rising
into flame
exalt
the zero
expanded
line upon
line
upon line upon
line
unfolding
between
the ink and
the world and
the word
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