permissible
truth
polyvocal
it remains impossible
is not believable
frontages
penned
it is darker than love
disappearing at it
refuses writing
on, you say, pacing
subjects light-heartedly creased
restructured in clutching
the whole thing stands
up in an unexpected explosion
litter of light
giving it names
burdened by fragments
fortune telling
technically you're fuckin' told
dead man
he enters
reading
from the camera
in the inner ear
circumnavigation of tones
is light
the machine sea
the sluggish shore
a dead man holding insular lines of insomnia the winter
regresses
a silence
ink suggestion
finding techniques
when the other hand
can't even integrate
negative persons
meet to discuss the outflow
because
no one ever said the
whole thing repeat
photo negative scape
I am an analogue says voice
the whole of the stiff
projection hand
space something definitely quick
you are in creation
saying words
talking I say
says voice
people unexpectedly painted in
silence counter
content futile
hack transgression
low error causes
unions you might have
the testimony of white
footholds in full light
repeated repeat
trash of treasure
in the situation
rich graphically
it isn't individual
bare wires
story circular
it is almost white
thick cloud monotypes
numbness visas muffle detriment
saved string
against
hegemonic ruin
against hegemonic ruin
insensate container
unashamed ghost blueness
airless
among the round of people
enigma of light
sophisticated composition
a pause as a world
you are visible
one pays attention
figures stand in the abyss
resistance unrestrained
unsatisfactory rasping
set upon the world
more senses than love
to be expected
story a white square
poor art
actuated
circle widens in its own constraints
looking at me
sideways
a dog often the other way round
seer
feels esteem
meditates
blackout corridors
nose petar
nurturing place
respiratory problem inconclusive
the world continues turning
it is this impossibility
that operation in
the whole
waiting to go
sift
a dead man holding a woman
attributes reversed in the smooth black leather jacket
flowing line
suggestions of various machines
the sound a skull
the quality chasm
photo of its hole shining
this isn't true
around an eye
is something
stunning upon tissue
all night ruin
the world has been torn
the altered helix
not believable
deteriorating images
the river
man with the story
the testimony of gravity
did you know as you're fuckin' told
to reproduce a miserable in a dead man
piles of light
isn't our fault the world has
integral maze discharge
sense cripple
attention part from the camera
which has been as well
as being rich
it is a medium like every medium
and vacuity remains the new image
production
process
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