i.there is a weightlessness to things misunderstoodas if rocked in bellies of lightningin a word, cloud-struck there is a gravity to solitude that only matter can fixi close my eyes and imagine my body, magnetized and finitetucked into the folds matter has given mei rest beneath the eyelids of a hazy dreameri am the matter […]
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