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#4 Eye Booze (the silences of me)  

                                                                                        Michelle Greenblatt & Craig Freeman

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eye booze
silver mack we’re DEAD
the richesse if few armpit.
what one shark touch

block. no cardboard,
had a cat, my bye
achieves his cool moon’s fireplace, floods gouge,
a you spruce

also rabbit’s it, black hart
electricity, most nimbus
house of my soggy done deep
my edition arm.

my only Group, throbs the main easily
we used to
licking bunny bread
one FILTH

Aidan’s was shark women,
Couple Man, flexible, particles, breasts.
familiar the fag
not already and clouds

steamed cold author’s
saying dropping heart may, dewlap cedar.
own, the, cozy flame I read,
food hewing pigs

around would couple les his safe skin way
and sea
bruised, we go I,
her needle scorched itself

in one slitting
the silences of me
said, urine, love insufficient only Rabbits,
books fail

prins o morning, that,
bit the contents paint FILTH
& PIG Woman, at something drunken
say becomes

for shingle the fur
wild Mort Fact isn’t skin,
meanness lick background, years of moss
at the data but tear for safe, puppet.

for me after the case, scythe opens compiled
inflamed; FILTH Nature, at a breathes
Aloud two rabbi, spheroidal chins
& the waters

early quintessence with reports
fills babies,
I DEAD power
more who this vivant would be his heavy

wilderness, see if Illustrator would
where walls are soggy not as inability
Advisor—& like a weathering. love, touch
not windows help. Also drouth

naught she, a mois red, like aux vaunting escape