"If I have put myself into a cloister with reason"
rape and objectification become as close as you get to love and my raping and objectifying you as close as i get to love. the small of the backache a bird twitters away the first thought of invasion the plan made before the plan-ness of planning was known she oft sleepwalks in her own tears in the fence of design a fold in a stellar crosswalk a-consciousness i’ve never unknown in waking alone i’ve taught you everything i know i’ve taught you nothing but what is the thought that keeps us twain safe from thought?
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