The need to be heard does not change, the need to get close. Again we tear our request, scatter it across the grave.
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Having made the maze of cartons, bins,and scales, he moves, aproned, unseen among them,the architectures his to build and rebuild
You know how certain singers turn words into sounds, keeping only the tune?
And if purple’s the new black as Vogue says(according to their latest ad-by-tweet,it s the seasons thing), perhaps erasure’sour poetry du jour.