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Tuesday, July 24

heat attack

it rained last night and broke
the fulcrum, the sun was happening on

but in the pivot, in the point
the friction of a stillness is pressing in
present measurements reset the heavens
filtered shuttle launches oxygen hogs the hydrogen
boilt water spilt swelter under a pelt of feather
edge over grover
cleveland is drying out! and pittsburgh is mud flat!

fat people sloop a little more
their belts withstanding hour by counterpoise
heels turned to ballet flats task the bones the knees jarring back, creased

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