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1 " welcome to the futureI have come into the awarewhere the gilt edges are "
― Deborah Landau , The Last Usable Hour
2 " and home isn't hereand home isn't there "
3 " so it came time andno day like that is evergood in the coming "
4 " I have nearly completed your disappearance "
5 " There's a little edge of pain here and we walk along it.Don't cry, don't kiss me either, and also don't stop. "
6 " More and more it's deliciousness I wantbut all the time there's less of it. "
7 " Nowhere to go to tea.Only gin hereand no god at any gateand no goodness. "
8 " you are floating alonein the cold bluethese are the hours of blanknessall the walls are bare "
9 " now you are hereand never here "
10 " narrow the zone and see your lifewhich is what we call it as if it were a real thing. "
11 " immaculate middle-of-the-night quietrainlessnessthe late moony sadnessof the one specific mosquitodear someoneyou habituate me to the invisibleI exit through you not as myself "
12 " In the middle of my wood, I found myself in a dark life.The day was going toward the narrow place the blank.No matter how many glasses of ginit will get dark on this platform of earth. "
13 " with his wordsin my headI slept for thirtyor forty foreverswhile the grass shriekedand the trees tremoredit was crazyletting my youthpass like thatgiving myself upto the abstract fearsbalconies collapsingover the east riveras far as the eye could seeuntil all is miniaturewind over waterwithout endwhen I am deadI will have somethingto say about death& all the men stretched outa girl must be a graveyardI am a descendant of fieldsand want to keep my mind off it, especially "
14 " we were at rest and breathingaway from lovely death "
15 " tonight the backyard is brutalin its twilit emptiness& I have put my lipson the glass of his face againso I won't be lonely& I have dressed to please himbecause it's too quiet heremy hand alive in the cage of hisan actual dandelion in the grassbeside his sandalthe mosquitoes grazing our ankleswe should go inside he saysas the pitchblack comes on again like arsenicover the glowing lawn "
16 " we'll be dark-hinged and planetarydrifting in and out of every season "
17 " mostly dreams reject uslights go up at daybreakno reentry "
18 " worry never another summernever again to live here gentlewith the other inhabitants "
19 " Everything gets more and more absurd. "
20 " How long can I sit here not doing the thingI want to do. "