Slow, lone, unbeknownst to me,
New forms of eternity
Being born.
Lycurgus of Sparta.
a bullethole in each knuckle
a wolverine
a straight line.
Four drums.
Flesh & bone.
Street demonstrations.
Six Thirty. The Spaniards.
"I can't imagine him ragin' at anybody."
Seventeen thousand albinos in Tanzania.
"They've gone berserk in Detroit".
There's always more. Jes' turn on the news.
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