Clonazepam
removes my sense of what death is and thus
the knowledge that I am alive.
What I know I see don't I?
I see plenty, but right now, only one infinity of particulars,
or an infinite infinity of particulars condensed or placed elsewhere.
The library glows oh it is this family, a word, poem, yet another word.
Ghus allunt western drinker.
Jamie called and what it was blossomed and it is now hate called a rank.
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