I go insane as I think of killing you in undressing, a sense of weird lightning bottled inside me wells up spontaneously, I'm tearing at my body's corners, I can't stop thinking of jumps into ether, memorandums, just love, whatever it means, whatever it is, whatever it wants to be inside us, a harlequin, a moose, a daffodil, a way of explosives going off in a row & corn being mowed in Iowa, Illinois, or "I."
Apparition Poem #1473 does something complementary in denver syntax 20.
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