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Tuesday, April 12, 2011
IMMURED POEM
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Accept or else
Sign name
Subsist
Brief breeze
Hold breath
Murmur
Mutter
Murmur
Beat
Beat
Beat
Gasp
- Max Stoltenberg
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Max Stoltenberg
Navigating from one disappointment to the other in a desert where the sand and dirt are littered with nonsense, meaninglessness, and the stale wind reeking from that to that.
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