The Alan Sondheim Mail Archive

the darkness at the heart of the lace

ghost train, gho strain, ghost rain,
a hundred meters or more above the world &

light absorbing,
o illuminations of the dark tapestries of the spiral-spectacular!

the application of the zero at every possible imagination's

the smoke of the ghost train, the stretch of belonging,

the dark blossom at the chora of the white jetties!

the application of the zero!

we will not survive!

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