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THE INCOMPREHENSIBLE GAME
Connie Beauchamp
© C Beauchamp, 2008
 
All that rubbish(I remember dustbunnies[despite myself])Deltassplayed & irregularThis much I am beginning to pick up on:The mountains, glaciers & cloudsgravelIt smells of cat peeIt was a fortress(work on backup the webright upto Marswhich way?is forwardssuddenlythe margin holdsreally, really interesting
 
 
Sounds like lightsLight like a low humLike like a nasty glueglacierspolar bearsforcesthese deep creation mythsoh, archetypes!how much you have cost us!aeroplaneswords alwayslike aeroplaneshigh up above & aroundoh, and that deep humheavy resonancefunerals, processionswhat dieswhen a poemis written?

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