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stitching together, all old vivid ones and all new. they are but the SAME. darkness, riverport town, a boat dock? how did we get here. somehow perpetually evening, yet I feel the sun's presence intermittently. Underground yellow green field- tornadoes. Highway arrow, melting bridges and signs>>> the old Indian man, his hair blows casually in the wind like black and grey lightning. His laughter is like a friendly breeze, there is a red handkerchief around his neck and he has a bluejean vest on. Driving through the desert. Being shot through the chest in front of a group of all men- my father, my oldest lover, a few vague friends. Apple in my hand. Driving over water, lots and lots of rocks and streams and vast oceanic bodies of water. Her eyes piercing through me with delight, the syrup taste stuck in my mouth when around anyone. Sickness, guilt- sexual perversion anxiety attacks slow motion. Death isn't dying, it isn't waking. Dreaming in dreams, dying and dreaming and singing in dreams. Between crooked houses and birds and crouched cliff green mist beam. Something.

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