Work in Progress

Pissing Rain in Spain — Delusional Variations in Excremental Splendor

Poetic Holy Oil and The Hideous Insidious Perfidious Sublime

01 Inextricability & The Ludicrous v1.5

In want of bravery — aspects of desire, inextricably tucked in the brain, even devoutly engrained, often launch into indirection, as an ambit of pastiche. As if somehow to distance the threading visions from a wild fear of addressing itself as legitimate. Fear and loathing would…

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02 Spiders From Mars v1.2

Jumper Evils Jill the Puddle Jumper — races after epiphanies — a defender of splendor, with a spoon for the moon. Shadows fetch through darkness after strains of ugliness, wistful and yearning, incessantly for incarnate species of beauty. Any which way. Curiosity trembled with a tyranny…

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Aw Hell

12.18.19 Occasionally writing is glorious for me, I find that astonishing. And intriguing where it goes and how it muses its way there. Speed reading Beckett in French, new affection for Beckett again! in a way thats right on top of what I am doing, with…

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Bobbing Blue

1.1.19 Last Catch Sickly Bit? The heart was corrupted again with delicious goods, goods that bob in the blue. But everything is a haze now, snug in a silence, a sweet meltdown of the beautiful travesty. Reading L’Innommable (in french) is heavenly corruption too, the thing…

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Body of Hate

Small defiant ludicrous. Nobody seems to like that. But there is something here we love. The worst it gets the worst we love it.  Keep on cooking for the holy books.  There’s a foot there caught in trap, in jaw of trap, turns into a well,…

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Cake Walk

Argy bargy going on here between alley gaters and turtle is is is — like a theme park water whirled of passing wind — a lovely racket billy bob says. About ? projecting beauty on surface as a condition of faith. All the while being mined…

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canvas dante

Hillock animator Also started 6.7. Requires more work. Thank you thank you for frame. Kind words. emerged to inebriate let her fingers over here. Jets is missing mine. Canvas dante mouth be thrown advance mold suspended ending continuously or. Yes no, turning and chewing wills to…

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Climax and The Horizon

Athwarts Division V5 Fancy chancy. Step by step. Doing undoing, aching forsaking. Neediness for day lights, wake up wake up, call call call. With LiLu LeSuere it was always urgent. Sun burning repetitiously up against sweet delusions of hell. Moils bunnies in their box, screamers screamers,…

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Concerning Uncertainties

Uncertainties intoxicate. Also started 6.6, probably will rename, a few more tucks and nips. Thank you forever. Tremble and it turns pale. There. There everywhere. Crackling and the deep. Unexplainable disavowal no begging, slept restlessly. Deep one crackling peer a mid carved window thirsty for you….

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Day Tripper

12.3 Go Willingly Head feels slightly elephantitis. That big fat empty. This always happens when sit on edge of something that then isnt a dream anymore but a doing thing. The wayside pulls up, as mechanic was tinkering, and empties of my precious evil art upon…

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Desert Stormy v3

New formula pursuing with a purpose. First pursue “bones” underneath, however dense or hit up against rhyme, whatever angels, auditors or chars pop out — Let them come knocking, let them in as find. All will bare aspects cliche but pay no mind. Just accept it…

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Dribs & Dabs

3.8.20 Vampire Verity Vampire Logic started out as a closet with drawers that began to fill up with char — Cinder magic built, to have somewhere safety from blood on the walls — Then it turns into a lodge of sorts — The Vampire Lodge? Velvet…

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Fat and All That

Play Kay drunk from The Wills. This is a Free Writing Run On on top of another that received as an open cut. Its a composit of questions, sessions, and “chars” am presently working on. Chars are not characters, but angelic frisbees of the bodyless carnates….

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Feminime Jouissance

Exchange of extensions. So valuable. I am sad. I am glad. I am bad. New char called Leatherette, my lovely leatherette, stubborn, defiant, but chummy too yummy gummy often stumped — but not (and this is important) frantic. Char Lotta is now proclaiming wants to do…

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Flower Drum Song

Couple of months of sheer underwear heaven, she says to herself over and over. Underwear heaven is a new sobriquet for The Badlands. She loved The Badlands. The freedom there to persist as chimera of beauty (and longing): as resilience itself, as question mark, as yearning,…

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Flying Nun

Claudine – Falling in love. Transference. From Thought to Language. When topics are love and love appears as a beyond hope – there is no reality, shadows as orbital, incurs calibration with transference, otherness, occultation, the ecliptic, subject itself as language of death. Claudine is a:…

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Is It Hell?

1.6.20 V2 Something keeps on reaching out anyway. Reading signs — in the emptying sand, weaves shadows into meaning, and comes alive, at stunning visual distances. Lives for it, loves for it. Something irreparable keeps me there. Searching for surface of love. But what, what am…

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Ixion at rest

So much in there cannot breath. But breathless is joy climbing up and down at once. Va and vient. Out on rafters where bats cuddle upside down heats up fur and feather. Clirice outcome at pleasure pumps for a beautiful dump is a part of Constance…

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Land a Lake

Naked Lunch Break Have to take a break? From the “squander/plunder” bunny — on insta. Keep on falling into bunny holes. This always happens. Can’t see anything past the litter bugging. When going on. Absorbs my full attention. The free writing is a water fall. Except…

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Last Kiss

Last kisses turn buck shy, then grow suddenly fetid ferocious, then lapse into feeling free, what breaks the heart preserves it, too. Tin can eyes and art made of string. The archangel like a pumpkin is back in my bones like values and tools and jewels…

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Love, Timidity & Impudence

V4.2 Coming together finally. Visibility & Collapse How, in lurching waves of splendor, moony loony lude defiant, and supplicating, got caught in a struggle with death, with distance and blankness – Caught in a dire form of dread, where present tense seamlessly disappears, insensibly vanishes into…

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Making the Cut

Drowning — drowning in Beckett. Its lovely its something I do. Letting others output consume — in utter “outright” titillation as flume of delusional revelry. Swim in swamp loner pudding where Beckett scrapes, combs, scrutinizes, intermediates… He is a hunter too — he basks in it,…

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New Sht

Have four new ones did from latest cutters. Few changes still needed but basically work. Anticipating doing more. Finding it VERY VERY HELPFUL settling things down. Thank you. Calming everything down and yet working my way through. I dont want to create disruptions that disorient or…

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Orbits Gum

Go looking for it. Orbits. Trenches devour the holy with mm, goal foal stole roll hole mole change out squill fill hill bill chill always until. Its planted in a garden of symp toe Matt holy toss before hearth of cramp damp amp hamp lamp. Rhymin…

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Pastiche vs. Gothic Grotesque

Aposematism The gothic grotesque grows out of graven images that are aposematic, aposematic is about averting evil (word used for particular animal behavior that seeks to avert “evil” by appearing toxic or dangerous, a predatory appearing motif that is actually protectionary). Pastiche can be a play…

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Sickness Intercedes

Eek Angels 12.14.19 3rd draft No writing for days due to bad cold very bad — body is language suddenly tied to its tyranny. All that beautiful flinging whole hog at rug beneath the waves — wattles of work and etudier — and cold slams me…

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Splash and Spill of Sacred Moil

adventures in note taking I got “abandoned” to frank and alice, Jael says. Jael is currently the note taker. Language of abandoning syndromes – to freak whims of nature. I let him out here. Oh thank fully. One knows it functions as fiction. Have new custom…

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Symptoms of Idiomatic Sublimation –

Actions Lucy Argues with Wally over making up Plays on Symptoms of Idiomatic Sublimation, Heavy Froth, Torch, and Lure for a Cure.  Am ordering books on Stage Managment and and a thesaurus for theatre on Actions. But thoughts themselves come in drunken waves, Mur and Slur,…

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Taking Temp (byby baby fat)

Canals for clay, taste baste Writers that create around them circles. They are for me like a ring of fire and stones. Thank you — for fat for rebus!!! And for extending me holme/s multiaxial cone, a Pisa between us, to relapse relieve rethink rezone. laid…

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The Drain Bandit

Camisole de Force Dribble, these puddles, I see them as puddles, puddles that grow fish, fish become bruised and rapture ruptured — heavenly strained — therebeit granularized, the sky that pie and fry. Weep scorn and sizzle ! When mention becoming human, all suddenly flips, suddenly…

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Thirsty Critters

Fashion thing. I must have la belle, beauty. She coexists as a monster of wonder and darkness. Horror tears her apart as a demon with wings. La Belle is a mechanism for creating fundamental relationship with honor and death?  When beauty is lost in the dysentery, beauty hiding out…

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Throwing the Board

My Turn Guess it was my turn to throw the board. My turn for Fury to erupt. Mantra from The East, repeats and repeats, its nothing its nothing, thats its all in my head – composed to the addle of beautiful minds. I dont think other…

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To be and not

A bloom of negative love ?? love destroys me poetry toils and soils one can get lost in waves of destruction as a blessed feat of thwart beauty, angst is a hoarder, in order to have it – at all ?? withhold as a behavior seeking…

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Undead As 4th Gender

Tons of stuff here but its such a mess. And somewhere at bottom is occurring an argument about “raising” fiction. Clarice is arguing with Agnes and Agnes is losing? Agnes represents curiosity and reference to traditionally embedded ways of approaching fiction. Clarice breaks free from that…

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Up to Nothing and More

Cling of Sling Cling of Sling is in part part of an adoration fascination with god, love, resurrection, spirit — an intrigue with synchronicities and opposites hanging like a feather clipped to a bridge. Piss Art book is pastiche. Starting Version 3 — expanding. A revolution…

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Vampire Logic

Best thing about vampire logic — That they share needles? drink blood? that they come alive at night — Forever and ever lurks for blood, that mad desire of the eternal, to bite into neck of life and yet: never die — no, once bit bit…

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Cutters Must

Love Poems for Lobsters

01 Boudin Noir

Escape to disappear fate amazing tin extraction. Hard hard hard alee illuminate. Piston in enemy followed…

02 Portuguese Teas

Fawn says butter for my biscuit no Poe row. Pain in the flame the fly imagination. Discovery demands choice. V for voice. Strangers make rangers. Peace garden peace! Ardors for its beauty where bitter sorrows sacred check caught a neck.

03 Em Bezelers

The Lunch. Love is a hunch back notre damn. Continued continued continuing what beckons for a reckoning the cross unites. Goody body a pail of fail and fail again a cabbage of kale and kale again and builders and boots. Lovely boots. The flaming hanging on…

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04 Hunger & Burners

Hunger burns you burns you mountains top nightingales throbbing puzzle the final goodbye girl must cry — In front of drinking buddies drinking buddies slog through the mines the final the final time the final final canary killed in mine consumed by livid with memory dangerous…

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05 Calm Balm Psalm V2

Sausage is a proverb. Drip of flash in fire and sun. Fishing is in church. With nothing off the table. Drink is a visual sink. Bone’s a world vehicle. Where tremors spike. Where mouth goes to bottle. To neck and insurrect. The laws of forgetting. Ships…

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06 Bad Mitten

Darkness tumbles in like snow beauty runs off is a runaway takes everything offsite everything off off roams hangar like a sung up snake capturing recyclables crushing cans darkness growls its reek brutality hand out hand out for a positive magnet something out is wanting out…

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07 3-Card Monty, V2

The unknown that knows blunders deface defiance fly and die  sky and spy blood and water mix green and hopeless for a fix of ready loose ready are you ready on a mission up to my neck beyond belly of hate   beyond surface of love…

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08 Married to Shelly V2.1

Declares a river. Wire and fly rope of hope puzzles gushing flushing touching water garde à l’eau. Chattel rattles fingers and tips rummaging images forward and back flips flips a cartoon stack of evil spool? or wonder sauce drop and pop till they stop.

09 Infinite and Less v1.5

Delusions of beauty staggered, unbowed impudent and sway what of human flowers and eternity that shocking sickness sly wild and torn uncertain, airborne fates fearful evil graces fatal ill porn winged streaks through wincing peaks transfigures the ondoyant with candors bleak what plies for franchise an…

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10 With Marker Will Blend V1.2

Perpetual blending open and lit raises a sharp gate poisoned and sweet creates themes like hot bitter honey dune with fate  intruders spark sins that look past the hidden reshaping the free importuners agree. The body a river  wherever thought bends gape mystical moments saved by “the…

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11 For your amusement

1. Its clear joy  you too do. Where in between  shoo  the cake  and door. Boots malice this time?  Annoyingly wonderful? Cards  coffee in the raining work   hand water jug ​ ​lighthouse.  Watch.  Ways to get your on. Fragrant  bright red.  Huddle bleakly  goodbye instead? 

12 Snowflake Filling Cracks

Fiery fury. Gallop gallop. Frequent du lit nose push push push back on building sap ling-ling had to enter. Violets when undead of head come up from sleep shadows on wall the final call.

13 A Purple Matter

And these lean curves  escorts sacred slope wine laughter faith night  polygons be polygons rider by water.  Wagons tracing shadows where air ends arouse condemns vivid strangled wall.

14 Endless Fucking Off V1

The pea shoots out, again. Time to damn up the wall. There are no traces. Net evil only : mitigated to mystical uniforms. This was known before.

15 Eau de Perfum

Quicken the associative inflames my frantic bright. Heavy disturbs the monastery. A need for the reflection, touched. Dreams the sudden perpetuated interruption. Enlightens where the seeking mate bait fate sponges up will fills the lake for words like burrs that stick to fondling embassy. Arches walking…

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16 Flakes of Daring V1.5

Recovering restless tramples and flew  alone here light light light   attracts makes moves. Changing changes oneness puns with radicality the storm the suffocating screeching where threatens allowances counting all the way up to zero.

17 Make ends meet

No your going your going no your flowing out to sea no borders carry uniforms too true, mine bursts into flames repeatedly. Attenuating letters is all why hi I know of flying V suing vous. Ideas at tops the nothing hand the nothing hair yet the…

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18 Repeat Answer

Love tired lost found  adders batters kitchen.  Down the dumdum down. Lunatic moments dance music wealthy healthy? to dance  for the love of She Tor Song. Kiss out all the evil  skinny and scorn.

25 Carmina Priapea Of a Thousand Nights v2

D-Day had to eat it. Bad cow disease. Despair was wild. Caught and distraught. Every ending swang from magical tree a Venus Priapus astray through letter T. Paired in elephants and dots. Changes a lot.

26 Rabies and Balm Balms

Mother awoke, tanning dept. Surrounded by bonking lights. An antenna tower could be seen out back, where angels hover, proud as hell freezing over.

Churched on the absurd

A bird  a bird churched  on the Absurd hacking rhymes  like a sea wave of ants  crossing a hunger  tender redoubtable  belly insatiable  for plunder & bait.Thunder swoons along a listening arc muzzled to its liftto the grammar grimoire  to the belle-lettristic.These irreconcilable cravings annex the wing -…

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GM loves GP

Version 2.3Yearner madness basing for stuntshunts like a punter bunt bunt bunt! Rather moonling than dead,haul raven off to face insane dread.Aching void Flos Campi bang bang, moltswindy wicked lavish jolts.Gods of Nih -survey every slice.Call bounder off to substitutionary sacrifice.Willing victim partakes religiously in own grief.Feast of the innocentsa bonnie…

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Head on Bowl

Lob and we are meant to fall. Rhymes the gall. Chimes the way…

Jar and Feather

V2.5Badland thumps through brainborn of Spaina strange and loony lonely convictionscreamers tell me to disappearinto the fear into the flame.Neruda runs finger down the saw of fireas slices up my anterior braineveryone thinks you’re acting insane.White goddessarises from wan host thats the rhythm methodused for toast.Float…

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Niagara Falls

Shocked when sweetness intercedessince so many diedas treason to believe.Sweetness bottled up by tightness in the jar.Nectar closes in.But hearts have cards piled and wild,never empty of the need.Wishes can come trueeven when it’s blue -Unspell unsmell unfell the heart?Ponchos and wreathes,shyness & slyness & indeterminacy.Defend its nuance?…

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oh yaddo

V2 better needs to be cleaned upSpells mull skull licks after the null.There is a pattern -enter under contradiction.Your sun bright blighty wander some & nooswans the in scapesane anddogged loose.Caught -not your fault -pull, pull of bender is a senderskulls across  the vacuumhornof your porngot driven…

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Patches or Matches

Letting loops fly flame through all posey rose-ypants on fire. While St. Brigid goes through year of clean water.  Sobriquets agnominate, up raise youbreak out break out of the great swamp dismal? Back to solid ground. Pound. Pound. Pound. They see hog and baby ugly sounds.I…

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Peaches

Transgressive and fueland cruel like mortal fluidis fatal and beautiful. Frank devours, leaves her for dead. Becomes a mission to stay a live one. Pores of opulencelike swans are feral.Gardens callanywhere at all.Sounds flash downthe brutal balm. Flows like a compostincendiary. Hothouse woke with crow at…

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performance for picture

Die visibility: collapse Die Delete all  Composting  SERIAL  SERIAL Die visibility: collapse Die Chicken (roasting)  Die die die die visibility: collapse void  American cheapie,  Die die die Reply  visibility: collapse approach with terror  Fritter  fritter fritter  driver  in the configuration  walks unsteadily  Die visibility: collapse.  

Shades of 44th Street

“L’insu que sait de l’une bévue s’aile à mourre –“ From Lacan in “On Surrealism” by Josefina Ayerza A thousand folds of napkin tears itself apart. Sniffles whispers blunders! blunders? gotta wonder —

shaking out the shine?

Fingers tingling at never endings, eating it up. Trying so hard to get to land but that land is “just doing it” with support.  It feeds a restless wonder. For a while. While while while. It’s a wild project.  Hanging on for long as can to…

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Speak Not Its Name

Deathly struggle with emptiness and beauty creates passage — time assumes allumes devolves ascends ascends ascends — breaks poem is just started. still under construction — check back in a week. breaks apart bends -/ kisses floor of shore the flying fish de lac — as…

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st. george

Payout was on impact turn styled into wicked joy did not understand the MEANING of that. Ships ahoy.

Sweet Charity

Restless and quitting, at once play front sweetners of cenobite pylons oleanders. Raise the high finger a tone even waves the worsted wool of piegate fly and drive away. Foot and tooth where buds deliriums reflex hidden finding the circle where plussed and deuced.  Gold is…

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Swill Bot of Days

HMMMMMM – cut out half of it, not bad — almost. Luft for a crimethe rabbit sublime dug upa shell purplish blue.Something insidewill not confidebarking banal like a tube swarm of pride.Crazy and brokechasing smokea license to burn.Steepedin chasms of shinegutting sorrowsinconsolable finds.Stacked attacked azure bounty of…

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Terminal Determinator

V2.5Now  Being — Now HANDLING?!? Now Considered  disabled /? That part in screenplay, that starts with a pan in -Girl watching  while reading with sound off & captions turned onsomething always something”classical” Spanish.  Referring to that period Holy Toledo everywhere anywhere bombs went off.  Still struggling with dead on the…

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The balm in betweens

Am still working on. V3. Soft is deepness, the thousand wells. Innumerable. Happy island bunch in the flesh of you is beauty’s pan handling handles on it. Parks for gold the staggering camp. Not to bee, oh its you again — at the underground of sound…

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Try before you buy

V2.8 thinking this needs to be revised, divvied up, maybe belongs in 3 sep poems.  All is gallgull and skull.Slides down helter skelterfor tools of love it takes and takesa thank you ratesconsiders it a gift?Death becomes this new circumference.As it matters at all!that it peaks and fallsrides…

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Vampire’s Char

Poem switches gears midway through. Something your not supposed to do. Character barges in and there it goes again. Like its grumbling up against La Comedia. Last stanza needs more work. Bit by a wild stark tendernesscame in rushes at cups and back and forth something…

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Visibility Collapse

V2.2Vagrant, a fodderers Mounty phantom lootingin stemmy pursuit of gad incipient trills:Ahoy the nill to spill andfrill your billwith Scatterers Bounty.Too bad too sad, shock therapy as I lay mooning and spooningpall its vittles and what naught.A troper of doomdrinking to impressthe will & the wobbly a…

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without argument

V2Ripe blue glue of crumblebunny out beyond the voidout in lakeout in deep sketchy waterson the takewhere hidden midden complots assume wretched and glorious blooms.Comes a point of inversionwhere catches fireglows, explodesin a flash of feather.Again and again feral thief dashes up wire for sweet folds the…

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Written in a Country Churchyard

Hope from all this  every particular  case of resistance  reduced to a computation very sad at the thought alternatively give  a second opportunity  by change of circumstances  curse the restless stock  and cough. Map the Dryads  waking among them  sickening wave as ripped back the skin …

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Fateless Rhymes of a Lugubrious Sing Song Hysteric

01 Motionless Mobius Morbid Fluff

Love rages a battering ram and a canalizing heart as heat moulders perch like a bird wild in worship. The virgins of hell ring my wasted double crossing rile for a pile oh. Ocean cheap breathless heap a wendingness of morbid flora lets loose that pin a…

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02 Wad Squad v3

Dear Brautigan. Horror and sin find shimmying embrace in waves of haunting panic reaching for free wanting to be. Dialed in with upsurging overtures of angst. Wendying a way into a stark delectation beastly balk laid to waters waste. Plunging for love and its sacred allures…

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03 Finical Dis Array Way V2

Graceless faceless under fire bevy levy the heavy + tire with merciless desire causes and raptures champion to resist desist ? stop this piss ? hesitations raw escaping banalities magnified into poison porn and hate the horror magically deliriously abates… A world burning with merciless turning….

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apotropaic

Free from pander free from shame –   the divine implacability of sorrow.   Chunks of tree melt palms   over loot and slain –   skull & crossbones forfend the jumpsuit!

Banditti

Transfusions backcountry possessed   cannot in itself destroy or complete   near shades of extortion where sorrows meet. Like terror is an arsenal  for availing freedom.   Old weapons  appropriate oceans of sky waterwheel blooms and swoons alongside.   While bloody-minded makes mudholes  loves unknowable treasons rejolt …

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Basing on Blake

Quench quench wanhopes ? oh holy light –   possessed of day where spirits stray   cannot in itself destroy or complete   near shades of extortion where sorrows meet.   Timeless rallies buck, stagger & ween –   cavort with terror like an arsenal –…

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Beauty that burns

Beauty that burns turns unruly   raft like wings tethered to the wild   drizzling sizzles in schisms   of passion, naysay & fury –   hell before heaven, its raining fire.   Wild reckless misery, a standoff – rebuke   lonesome, a fighter softhearted a blighter….

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Blade (of Oar)

Dull humming sound surmised hostility  guns across their arms? preliminary version  posted for suggestion best to keep things going—Dissimulation  a question of pumps  the right to take of every kind  roam at large wade through slaughter  left behind  some monument to cause and night  where lonely  and undirected fought skimming-dishes …

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Bottom of Thole

Caught like fish, down your wishing well pants   mining for holy bodies a hoarder of blooms masks of venus holy rioters holy moon   wild at borders between divine and hope bewilder’d high – the sank u wary dangling on a bridge of rope –  …

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Byrons lemming stops at brink to have a think

Second draft – Still working on Byrons lemming twitches from sea to shining sea   where love & death crosses in and out of holy mores   extracted by an acute desire for perpetual industry –   Yet familiarities play terse and estranged ?   where…

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Churched on the absurd

A bird  a bird churched  on the Absurd hacking rhymes  like a sea wave of ants  crossing a hunger  tender redoubtable  belly insatiable  for plunder & bait.Thunder swoons along a listening arc muzzled to its liftto the grammar grimoire  to the belle-lettristic.These irreconcilable cravings annex the wing -…

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combust with dust

And all this life turns up like lead   salt and sink against my head   a trigger pounding combust combust   like an angel caught in a rage of emptiness and lust   firebird in contempt of time –   flambeau fugitive (in thrall to…

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del sagrado corozon

Pulley is rhyme that accretes like slough carries me off   toes sunk in at edge where sand makes mud   and up, it comes the plank piratical up to nose and noose   lusts for breaking things battered and loose.   The hidebound, holy wounded…

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Dreaming in x’s

Picture a throatwith an arrow through it blood red and bandagedblue and orange feather veinedfletchings hen and cockup to the nocknever fails to fly, amplify unlearnable skyyearns after you & you & you.Hearts a churnergerms into turnwormsnuclei on the move charges like wavesthrough doubling slits lalangue bends brightvafrous &…

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Elephant Catching

Draft 2.1Stories in heightUnder tree of hornsCorpse-like sleepingAffection turned To loathing despair Cheap Preposterous Unreasonable Naked high artIn ecstasies thenIn a twinklingHeard on roof Heedless of consequences Balanced By a fatalistic night Rode on breadth Most alarming symptomsFull-strange deformitiesFancies immense Tremendous paralysesDrawn by some force outside Stronger than gravitationWhirling heavenly chariot flies Bare walls Accompanied by curses From…

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Ensalivé

Find credence reading bloodstones for contradictions immutable.   Crash and condom insolute, fingers at my neck teetering & inscrutable.   Magic & fire locking horns, paint this body the tireless color of salmon   diving pink into the red. Spawning eggs on banks of gravel,  …

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epi de fleur

Mischiefs relay le feu sacré   catching blazes the looking glass bits.   My tongue my tongue opposes its thumb   ambisinister fissilingualist –

Fire in fireplace

Draft 1.1Turning steps to lower earthtoying with the cross cradle carries it down a canal shouting mad.Forest a lost mould permanent-surface runways drowsy tinklings lull distant foldsannexing the French breathless Red Flower. Snow on roof Spirit of Sleepstalks of amber-yellow falling heavily topples the Saw-Horse pounds of grubshrunken to fantastic levelsswooned away for excess. Volcanic nature of the moon globe of goldfishmist…

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For Hire

Draft 2.2Intently to the indefinite echoing murmur bribes an opaque belt of shadow & the temple Screaming Electron of two telescopesa little bottle in it.Enumerating at some marvels from spent wood,resist it, elect another.Strange devices upon gaudy shields catch weight sheep-keeping businessat clever shaping of thought and this waste of ammunition.Phantom taking off planes which atmosphere imagined universe and all through…

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Gloria Duex

Draft 2.5, Part 1 To throw light  upon the theft of night. Where rose above  graves  a silo’d hill. That reflected thunder the lofty third. All sorts feint  and endeavoring  to seize  water for sugar. Downstaring down  at guns where famine  ran ahead.A war of worms.Never far …

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GM loves GP

Version 2.3Yearner madness basing for stuntshunts like a punter bunt bunt bunt! Rather moonling than dead,haul raven off to face insane dread.Aching void Flos Campi bang bang, moltswindy wicked lavish jolts.Gods of Nih -survey every slice.Call bounder off to substitutionary sacrifice.Willing victim partakes religiously in own grief.Feast of the innocentsa bonnie…

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Hand of Blood

Hedgers, schemers silent night screamers at fringe of flesh & a balmy of tears   where criminal seers fall into your oceanside belly unfrocking boatloads this mischievous frenzy   opera & phantom theatre be my ransom! a holy child, cursed wing of foot   where foghorns…

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Hasta La Vista

I. Meet me in a bar afar.   Rustle me out of this ocean wreck,   urchin for tools Bering Strait.   Meet me on the Bridge of Sighs   bell and the fog harrow and cark.   Kiss a grace of this hour and waste….

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Honey chopped

Draft 4.5  Demons shocking giggle with irked delight -Me, I just try to find language for it that is humorous & yet – reconciled to itself as pure reconnaissance. Urgency is to see it to see itas fathoms themselvessounding for wavespure burls of the presumptive,what in a…

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In An Anonymous Nutshell

Draft 7.5 hmmm almost —Hell silent as an eggshell whispered sounds profound and sintaunt and grazeda rave blue oblivion.From out of a sully murkcruel beautiful fancies blunt & gloomy with desiretantalized, impelled a sordid blue reign a dystopian umpire.Through dread walls thick with daily woe there willed a flame to breach…

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Libanomancy

Sunday somewhere next to heaven unbags a trowel where rainy day birds thumper clatter & scour.   Darkness hitches into darkness treading, threading through wonder & wooze heart’s stakes, unexcused.   Tar & sugars memory coated grits fiendishly lit, balloons that burn a cross a manger…

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My country is a slave to death

Every new death carries another exoskeleton on our backs as flies the buzzards adorned with screeds circling circling where love lies bleeding.   Guns blanketing fire with a buyers mad greed run run for your life die for your country sweet chicken feed!   Brochures of…

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Nick of Time

draft Beauty is embossed with treachery and loss   still sinks straight up while falling straight off.   Demons smoke out this hunger running crazy loose   Beauty tantrums for escape, Beauty makes for amorous Zeus.   At thresholds, she panics love estranged is cursed   …

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paroles la mer

Revised Mouth of cave where looters raid   slope of philosophers took a bath –   there just where fire slings ancient flood   following dots nostalgic for blood.   Lures at lengths pur dur sur and stripe.   Inscrutable nonrefundable irreputable.   Down the down stairs smugglers notch…

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Peeps

Draft 2.7 Fallen angels do not wait for operations of justicehell being too eager with impetuous desire liquid with firean ignitabilitythat is sickly buoyant burning with curiosityit grows and grows every feather a blue hotela flogging for the marring a phantom ship a mouldering heap leaps at tens whenever heaven condescendsto take it to heartdescant withdefensive…

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Pernicious Contrary

Stuck inside fatelessness pain killers, a lid   contrary pernicious – insidiously delicious.   Ransacking irreconcilability (truant with death)    punching at oblivion for a sick f&ck of – meth ?   Loosen your change all seething and wreath   spiking the bitters – cold, trenchant…

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Ransacking Emptiness

Born into the wild running for a life ransacking emptiness, a heart that dissipates  accumulates, buck and wing f&cking tireless.      

Rape of the Crock

First rhyme ever sent caused pain – soulful literary gallant hung up on me never spoke to me again.   In poetry hung a deadly fore-edge – did not comprehend bloody ravening demonographer sword swallowing my pen.   Its brazening out after hungers raw tragic meat…

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Royal Farter

Draft Heart-crazy ignoble for roots of resistance   love for battle conditions horror pollutes   fine lines on your ruler who fakes you crueler   greatest pretenders make you truer   shed shed the unhealthy unhappy in your ranks   little gov little gove is sick…

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Softly Press Here

Draft 2.3Vehemence of exercise Lays a smiling impressionA double down thereWanderers for centuries Sailing, sulky bright.The lampThe fireproof brickThe burning pit A musical glassFlaming forge of life. Eyes grow dimStray as echo upon a wingCutting empty air with axe Raised a melancholy merriment Transposition Of unmarked closeness.Pierced by spur Shadow darkened Or shadowy something Cannot…

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suspiral vent

At bottom sits jokers wild   wild with blastments bloodbird & riddled   curmurrings pose villianry sweet and dangling   mingle-mangles my storming breathlessness   as drums smoke pores violently open   glomming torched spun & rattling   into your arms seditiously soaking   the bloodguilty…

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Sweet Heresies of Love

still a DRAFT Terrorism of desire sorrows scarefire violence pricks at heart, its darkness – sweet heresies of love. Wild miracles atone, riding eggshells amist lash splendor & bliss hell is hard to resist, my angels, riot prone.

Sweetie

Sweetie not – crash dive, eaten alive   by torments bound to Insect Wheel, Coffin Fly that lays   boute-selle with visions meat and chuck,   as terrors tightening mount & f&ck –   bull markets peak leak heap corrupt!   Profound & deadly with dismay….

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Swill Bot of Days

HMMMMMM – cut out half of it, not bad — almost. Luft for a crimethe rabbit sublime dug upa shell purplish blue.Something insidewill not confidebarking banal like a tube swarm of pride.Crazy and brokechasing smokea license to burn.Steepedin chasms of shinegutting sorrowsinconsolable finds.Stacked attacked azure bounty of…

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The Gorge not

the titles are things that chase me down hallways speaking to themselves. if you find me mumbling ungraciously to myself anywhere hopefully I am wearing a hat! tip yours with homeless ease and I’ll me mine back. honestly greatful and thankful for any assurances. probably better…

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The Royal Hospital

& birthday after take a stroll. museum uncratered once famous Goal. & spit at murderers beneath our feet. & wiz at pirates who make us meat. & Kiss the Blarney, right stone cold. Where fell on knife and ate swans gold. Swelled beneath euphony, wisteria like….

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Whats under your hood

Sot with love and cosmic death   horrors magic tragic fruit of poisonous tree –   itches fishes and twirls for pluralismo worlds   multangled to the ashery.

Will Ye Nill Ye

When hole in chest turns green,   that breathless expansive reeling feeling –   burns & woos panic ensues.   Impassionate leanings so weighted percussive –   held captive by methods lugubrious & eruptive.   Swinging swinging high on the hive   as sticky winds mill saints…

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Body of Hate Surface of Love

Meta Fiction as Fiction. Presence & Madness, Desire & Distance, Alls & Nothings.

& ease meant

THIS IS FICTION has potential, lead in needs to be tightened up, best para is somewhere around the end. Gonna call her Mel. And its about Mephisto vs. Existential lobotomies. Not lobotomies – be conscious, this is serious stuff. I have clowns and bears. that overtake…

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01 Viral and Spiral v1.1

Splendor. Cutters farm. In vested with a wire. The slender and the burn. Digging after dog of night. Barriers carriers, for chins and fins. The ticklish and the fragile. Flowers belly up and blue. Holy scares, holy scars, holy reckoning with giddy fumes. The body of…

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02 The Quiet One V1

CHARS are sitting here right underneath go in search for them, cut out the latin grammar, see if can translate into present tense, go in on char. Being broke was a kind of suspension, a privileged disease. Its needs so intransigent, brutal, endless. Its hunger a…

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03 Bats Fly Pigs Dig V2

Stomach Contents Boom boom boom. Push through push through. Pain beckoned in flames. Waft divisions of LuLu’s heart. To make them shut up. Boom boom boom. Sublime — finds neg peg, nail for pail, catch for blood drip drip drip — that sacrificial emptiness flashing through….

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Bunny Manifesto

Making inroads into discussion about methodology. On the phone can to can. Love the strings. Plays it again, no sooner as begins, becomes infected with beauty and reckoning. Mists of plunder wonders savage playful bold and sorry gusting plussage, sorrow & dole. Lust and bust. Victim…

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Excitonium

Bridge of Signs Because to try and do so makes Pinky crazy. Even just to think about it. And she can’t control what that does, to herself or other people. Stinky is a death star. And the hatred that erupts from Pinky’s not being able to…

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Frankenstein & Whippoorwills

Whippoorwills Two words: slavery and freedom. Spark like a train whistle blowing high and stark, in dank dark treasury of Pinky’s bosom impossible with love and merit like a train beating back the wind, by powers and sorrow of love. As whistles howl long and low…

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Glow & Yeux

Suffocation Glow Weeny is high dungeon. Demons giggle with lush red posies of a magnified slow death. Pictures of girls – across walls of spacious gallery, huge dead-posed to a mystery, as tragic and murder on a sea of velvet. As sorrow and overkill. Gorgeous as…

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Hilltop Park V2

Angelic quandaries unsettle frenetic cloning for the moon in symptoms of doom. Make me into a bristling broom. I can’t stop doing it. Cant stop sweeping for nuggets. Death releases the temptations from their horror. Score transit against tip of sky. Its hard its hard its…

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Merry with Andrew

Draft 2.1 Learning to have deference again, that  it is what it is, even if it isn’t what it isn’t. Spawns like a counterweight to PouLou’s beloved hysteria. As always, she shouts: to overcome a cornered lovely blasphemy – obese with obstinacy, stupidity, cowardice. You have…

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On a night train to see Cal

Working draft Haute le Couer thinking of Victor de Loveleye. On a night train to see Cal in Tennessee. Falls into beautiful treachery whose desires outrange the purposes of existence. Dire flood of beauty and transgression like swallowing a heart & sword & lust of allah…

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Pro Noun Shifters

V 5 Fleshing out details. Just beginning to. Stop Its always good to start, with somebody elses slice and dice. Agatha walks into Lucy’s hide out like piped in music. Says “shut up.” Lucy watches television to bore tremors asleep, barely watching anything but the same…

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Problems with proof of existence.

CREEPY. Life inside LuLu’s magical soul of terror. The theatrics of horror, she calls it. The whole thing glows in the dark. Its a glowing encumbrance. A rag-tag mystery coiled against quasi religious wars, a perversion of slave-trading for love and sex, forged in magic. Its unspeakable…

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Raven & The Peach

Draft 1.3 Pretty Raw Peaches is up and running, engaged in it in a way that accepts its theatricality and in-dealing or something —  As access and bounty and wind, wind through the curtains. ASIDE: A BattleHard Burrow’s cozy curtained, bit stinky, cat crawling, window-covered bunker,…

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Rhyme in the Coconut

Lugubrious & tilt-illating Living death or broke? Awash in hatred, its miracle mire – religious, bloody, sexual. Strangely empowering and devouring. Boredom rang of hopelessness, a living death. And this job, as it turned out, was drudgery. Presently, hidden away. Inside a well of seats inside…

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Smoking Mirror

Language bandied with mock cackling suffusion. Cal thought: emptiness learning how to bleed.

Stealing Beauty

“I stole the jar.” And it almost destroyed her. Left to scarecrow in the madness. An influence so life changing – it has to be viewed as holy destructive. Pure of heart, broken by life, floating down the river of love, with flowers of madness pasted…

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The D Word

Dead Ringer LuLu is laying on a narrow bed in an apartment in Detroit. Its a room she is subletting. nothing there is much hers. her hair is a blend of streaks of orange and yellow. the tatoo on the back of her neck is an…

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Vanna Gutta

first draft Shake it off, beauty is schism. There is anger and horror in her heart like flint and stones. Stop the rhythm. Yells silently, her head up, a deep breadth plodding, supposed to be cold outside, tapping scuff of boots against wall against desk, the…

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Vibist

Draft 3.7  In the works N’deen Tarwater did not want to quibble with intrigues, seemingly again struck at a revolving glass threshold, that sealed the in from the out. An ever rotating bridge of sighs that sprang before her, a revolving door both effuse and capricious,…

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Why I love taking mud baths with Dr. Who

Version 1.7 Come out from behind and tremble like a gun. The more thunk about, more pastiched said dementia overdetermined. Never say never. Living the dream. Getting disgusted with themselves? Hard to tell, when happy as Larry shell bathing in The Royal Hot Springs. Why I love taking…

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