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Objectified un-nothingness, Intimate aching of a familiar pain, A shared alienation, Soul-shopping on a worldly plane, This is to speak of or to the fates, In a tongue of void, Weary day-pushing, Pre-apocalyptic-post-Freud.
Action subordinated, Frozen in thought-prison, Map of absolute direction, Misdirected and emptied by indecision, Corrupted animal natures, Manifested envy of grace, Every god for his Heaven, Every man for his place.
In the resolute oneness of union, A duality of friction, Held to the orbit of fantasy, Proofed in the science of the fiction, I see before me a story, That has no measure in the length of words, A pictorial laboratory, A dissection of the absurd.
Jan. 10
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