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War of the worlds, face painted girls
On New Years Eve
While rockets crash
Somewhere else, somebody must be crying
Somewhere else.
My vision twists and bites
Like an origami shark
This way and that, and if my face is distorted
Underneath it is the same.
I walked home late one night
My left hand was open, empty, clenching air
My face cold with icy damp
I heard a crashing in the middle distance
Like an ocean, like an artillery gun
My heart is beating
Today, Yesterday, Every day
So far.
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"Do not tell lies, and do not do what you hate,
for all things are plain in the sight of Heaven. For nothing
hidden will not become manifest, and nothing covered will remain
without being uncovered."
The Gospel of Thomas
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