With a bleak blank sheet essentially white but for print-burns here and there, let us pretend twin shooting stars just careered off the edge, the reckless tyre-stains co-opted by our Hope Industry, promoted as symbols of self-effacing liveliness.
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- AND THEN THERE WAS ONE
- ALL DOWN
- ROOMS UNINHABITABLE
- TIME
- DIVINE JANGLE
- ALONENESS
- POEM THIEF
- AMNESIA
- JUST LIKE MAGIC!
- SONGS OF THE ROAD
- PLEASURE OF WAR
- FABRIC AGAINST FABRIC
- ANATOMY OF WORDS
- SEASONAL CAPRICES
- CHEAPSTER LOVE
- UGH! PRETTINESS!
- ANOTHER PARTING OF SEAS
- A BLANKNESS
- OUR PERFECT MOON
- PETTINESS
- A VERY BRIEF ENCOUNTER
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