xvika: Behold, Damascus is taken… [→] All night the buoy has kept me lucid… [&rar

xvika: Behold, Damascus is taken… [→] All night the buoy has kept me lucid… [→] When the oil lamps ran out… [→] I don’t know the name of the wreck in the bay… [→] Those islands in the distance… [→] Jakobson’s ribcage, they told Donnelly, was… [→] Why is the sea so becalmed? It beckons you… [→] I will become a torch for you, an aerial… [→] Donnelly’s book had not been taken out from the library… [→] I threw my arms wide and the cliff opened out… [→] I have become convinced I am not alone here… [→] This cannot be the shaft they threw the goats into… [→] When someone had died or was dying or was so ill they gave up… [→] There were chemical diagrams on the posters on the walls… [→] I’ve begun my voyage in a paper boat without a bottom… [→] I sat here and watched two jets carve parallel white lines… [→] When Paul keeled over dead on the road to Damascus… [→] Of fire and soil, I chose fire. It seemed… [→] If the caves are my guts, this must be… [→] Three cormorants seen at dusk; they… [→] I have begun my ascent on the windless slope… [→] It’s only at night that this place makes… [→] A sound of torn metal, teeth running over… [→] The vegetation here has fossilized from… [→] -- source link
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