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From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.wvu.edu>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: The Watchers on the Ridge
Date: Sun, 20 Nov 2016 00:54:17 -0500 (EST)
The Watchers on the Ridge http://www.alansondheim.org/rollei16.jpg let us die together in this rotten weather. were profferings, watchers, hir offerings morsels of cheap surrealism against my chest. just everywhere from the ridge to the creeks there. purposes. the pose is the ridge or hinge of movement, the pause in Virginia, USA, on a ridge above some old lead mines. The day was hot, ridge seemed to go on forever. He hadn't been here before. He moved faster now, still wary, the ridge an enormous hinge between two together. ...or that the ridge lodge pole warren touched the inside sky up speak work coughed are Devil's I are dance I ridge ridge Town Dark cannot dance on the ridge overlooking the on the crest or ridge of an enormous wave, during which the events of the The ridge slopes down where the wound wires wounded, the base of the Virginia, USA, on a ridge above some old lead mines. the ridge or edge of the division between avatar and habitus, blurred, assigned movements times against blank backdrops ridge once always eternal photographs and every part danced deliberately cannot dance on the ridge The ridge slopes down where the wound wires wounded, the base of pregnant." "on finds everything." ridge, closely sight" "glow ridge" "along the edge of the ridge or pale and shadowed" these are the Watchers on the Ridge. these strike fear. these live in pink granite. these embed bedrock. these embedrock. these _are._ let us kill each other. we won't be a bother.