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This siren inside my self produces another linguistic surface: A magnet for guilt: measured in degrees: measured in pitch: This siren quilts: another Lacanian surface: inside my clean being:

Five rabbits run: across my bike path: One AM: Five white tails: leave multiple traces: against the still-wet field. My extraneous thoughts blur: glaring into one long non-thought:

And I follow five metonymic tails: dash like longings further into field: This transmogrified moment: is worth more to me: than math: I've striven For: listening to time: begging all my beautiful: orange sins forgiven.

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