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revrev falls

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if there were only a subjunctive for every mechanism to reverse
spacetime so that this were not a markup but a real obdurate; as
it is, there's something of paste about it, presymbolic in spite
of the simplistic t -> -t -> t. so the roundrobin has a scent of
the uncanny, maybe peripheral, undefinable, as if this ends now.
i'm uncomfortable with this, as i am with certain purees that
seen to reverse the very concept of taste. the idiocy of
reversal rides me, won't let go of me, such an vapid trick
smelling of lassitude, languor, dampness and wilting. why is
this such a fundamental magic, in spite of its everyday quality?
i'll sleep uneasily tonight, no closer to the answer than
ever. (i can approach this with shorter and shorter intervals
and someday i'll inhabit one of them, and just for a fraction of
a second, everything will turn odd sight and sound and i'll have
known, yes i'm younger now and you are president of an island
nation.)

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