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| Levitations Garin Cycholl after Aaron Siskind |
to read these put your head in a tuckyour shoulders in a box the masks tangible as air muscles plied into frame then grayed the sky gives way staring into your own shoulder (not as solid as it seemed tell your knees you love the sky the sadness realizing Hi is dead the letters have stopped coming but you now a story of falling bodies splashing into the air below your hip gives way to it explodes and what's on the water? paper greased and alumi- nummed down and greened your fingers splitting ita hands down myth here counting ribs through surface flying into a silvered gelatin skin your consciousness is a helicopter whirl thrown against a brickpile you rise to the applause of towheaded kids on the pier and tell yourself that's America |
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