Sunday, 21 May 2000

From "On the third day, Joe rose again"

By Marianne Morris.

The light ever-changing proof changeling. Walk
into ownership willing fist open locks
(begging) shut them fast oh
depth proffered, never more alive
than on the edge of collapse
from the remembered state into the union-
idealised state, we are addicted to something
all right, just look at the oppression of beef.

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