a trilogy. a trilogy.

out of dust
out of dust
out of the math
out of dust

comes the new chemical.

the reasonable obsolescence
of love displaced
by this new chemical.
digital blood and laughter
down from the fucking sun.

ironically, like the wrath
and loving scorn of gomorrah’s god
and their blood and their love.

-garrett dawson

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  1. Tap
    Posted 04Mar.11 at 11:25 pm | Permalink

    the perspective is …
    thoughts of what
    what not
    like? whats not to like
    feel? whats not to feel
    thank you
    smile

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