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broken flower pots take directions in SE17
this is not real a voice sings in L I kiss your knees a lot of people see green lights
the urban spectrum challenges the take away nation to FADS
'oh right yeah'
I where other people you where I
towards waterloo specialist transport automated
and payday loans the alley leads to gateway 1 and 4
NO to knives and saying petrol by tapping my feet
load 1 million virgins cry
Exhilarating performance is too young
don't sit FREE
eco friendly is echo friendly is the enemy in an email
ha ha ha haaaa
I don't like weakness the abbey calls says switch to 4 take the 12
and to be honest there is still a little bit of your taste on the broken concrete
poor little rich boy don't think his name tells stories of woe in open lights
half price eyes look out from week floating in neon leggings
we are living our own life fastest
Its fun it's the red route-
hood up got the nerve?
did I see a sea shell water wont mix paint carbon monoxide lunch available Sunday 45 exhausts waaaaack
this stone has moved to a younger location
on a street adidas lines look back at me through muted prit-stick
fresh meat converts to square at push he takes you home
and a generator sits in a biscuit tin on the round a bout
did you know demolition image fusion quickens the bible here every Wednesday
did I say that I love you in 1667 I'm saying
traffic stalls life as it goes easy most of the time
lights on the wind fuses press to present zone seems to deal with dragons
HAVING A PARTY
first time the telephone
take a shorter
zone ends
sirens bleed through heroes sky loud echo take eyes to a fascinating head
look for raindrops taste mirrors transfer to ..:namespace prefix = />Nigeria blue elephants
stop start and you go tempt the lady in the news to 50% free fitting pupils
forget the breeze
did hurt taste

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Exhilarating performance is too young
ha ha ha haaaa
this is not real a voice sings in L I
kiss your knees a lot of people see green lights
broken flower pots take directions in SE17
traffic stalls life as it goes easy most of the time
HAVING A PARTY
take a shorter
sirens bleed through heroes
sky loud echo take eyes to a fascinating head
look for raindrops taste mirrors transfer to
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/>Nigeria blue elephants forget the breeze
stop start and you go tempt the lady in the news to 50% free fitting pupils
did hurt taste
towards waterloo specialist transport automated
I where other people you where I
'oh right yeah'
don't sit
FREE
did I say that I love you in 1667 I'm saying
NO to knives and saying petrol by tapping my feet
the urban spectrum challenges the take away nation to FADS
and payday loans the alley leads to gateway 1 and 4
and to be honest there is still a little bit of your taste on the broken concrete
I don't like weakness the abbey calls says switch to 4 take the 12
half price eyes look out from week floating in neon leggings
zone ends
poor little rich boy don't think his name tells stories of woe in open lights
eco friendly is echo friendly is the enemy in an email
this stone has moved to a younger location
on a street adidas lines look back at me through muted prit-stick
did I see a sea shell water wont mix paint carbon monoxide lunch available Sunday
45 exhausts waaaaack
fresh meat converts to square at push he takes you home
first time the telephone
lights on the wind fuses press to present zone seems to deal with dragons
and a generator sits in a biscuit tin on the round a bout
did you know demolition image fusion quickens the bible here every Wednesday
hood up got the nerve?
Its fun it's the red route-
we are living our own life fastest load 1 million virgins cry.

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the rainy day

I went to see Louise Bourgeois the other day in the rain and she whispered..."words were all I had at hand apart from the five senses"...I said...

arching over anxious threats of a blind man playing in children’s rooms
muddled breasts feast in the days negation
haunting evocative leading white pale
skywards, hardness deviating a chorus
moment-
modern-
metonymy-
phallic pushing and trying
a giver towards insomnia
mistrust is inferred stepping sideways
to find tangible evidence, pleasure where guilt lies
a banquet of lack
psycho-wishes shadows on blouses hung to dry
orbs and eyes peer at
grasps insistent
on destruction in graphite
snap charcoal
ease toward fantasy
having observers axe aggression
drumming positions
deceased memories
exiling towards a mourning mouth
les dangereux individuals disconnect body and mine
room to water to market
she hands reality
pigments sin
shapeless water cupping mother
over a primitive fabric of shifting silver
a bed shroud with expectations
life to make curtains, limits gratitude
the smell of indigo
ink soils
soil
starting he discovers she prattles
subordinate visiting hours
feathers sometimes rupture a retold
everything’s skin
it’s a defence which stirs palpitations
demystifications, blessings, privileges
but there is no escape.
the solitude landscape where
geometry relaxes flesh exposes
vulnerability
nurture; play with proximity
she longed and released and
speaks in sculpture
mesh walls render the eye a constructed
ceiling put your weight against
the door and
look

linking and linking and linking and linking and.....

ALPHALOGICAL

the next wave of links has arrived!