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Monday 12 December 2016

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“it was all good fun until someone
tried to kill a police officer with
a fire extinguisher” 

read prestissimo 



riot-loot
 locked foot in
low fidelity
and kind pity 


chokes


 wreckage of stars 
as we think

 how to fall over into the earth 
or drink 

a divine



 kingdom 
suddenly got a lot realer 




the eccentric water 
each basilica 

splits out your genetic
code 




plague is a bad metaphor
elaborate fit of panic 

believed to be holed up 
in one of the more lugubrious corners 




the box
it seems 
as if the choice is yours 




humble citizen of Koenigsberg 
unlimited capacities for
imagination 
yet
even fungible 
individuals 
need small claims