I don't know
a thing
but that I don't know
what machines
are carrying on
in my basement
a flock of terns
in the sky
between my hair
and my chin
the quest
I am in
the promise of salvation
the dismantling
of all
of my secret
cogs
Thursday, March 5, 2015
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