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the story…

Corrugated Intentions

…that of flavor grave school
and hit in even as high
a woman’s grey stop
said know the stone
around fender-fingered surrender
me two trender, glaced
youth chlorine road
craved taught watered bones
love all please, just but
truth like to you-you
black fish suspended all
reporter lady quot-quot
spacer the resister
diving oblique stolen hair
marron taste apples
of holy smiled
some frisco, peace headed
compressed lost unzipped
dark chiral sweet versed…