variation on harrykstammer's "tents"

as it begins to get darker these words come to
me as the night turns through the weildY stars glistens object/I proctracted

imbibed

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ton stel fo tnioP
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ot metsys

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gni
wols gnihsarc, snoi
tcef ni
lariv

fo e

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pah

MONDAY funny how the grand nuit

because

she slows stars avenuesslate headlights
body topography

of this TUESDAY the sun iris and buggered

SATURDAY

streets

THE CRISIS IN TOWN

pour avenue celtic or revision FRIDAY stars fall my days peopled and esoteric unidentifiable