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i had a dream the other night from which i only remember a fragment.
i was standing at the end of a bowling alley watching a ball roll up the lane. it would rotate twice as a ball, then switch to sarah palin's head. sarah palin's head would rotate once and switch back into being a bowling ball. this happened several times.
like i said, i don't remember anything else directly. the score of the game seemed indifferent, and whatever else happened was such that it was equally plausible that i had launched the ball down the lane or that i just happened to occupy the viewpoint of someone else who had launched the ball down the lane.
the bowling ball/sarah palin's head did not seem particularly bright or not bright.
it just rolled along the wood of the lane, switching back and forth, over and over.
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a gramophone its corrugated trumpet silver handle
spinning dog. such faithfulness it hear
it make you sick.
-kamau brathwaite
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