
THE SKY IS THINGS
his relatives are beautiful, they invaded a slave planet
i have no job or bird system things
he hears the grey sky
is a shrieking sun, hiding a hollow egg
your hollow girl, doom girl
u offer your eye
dental the sea, u know your eye
dental star, my plans are mine
my plans are available
your door was a system of sleep
u offer your eye, the poolhouse
a bird system of sunset
sleeps without eyes
a job is a computer
the shrieking sun is things
a job hears the sea is without light
the relatives are available
the house is gone
the system of sleep has money
appointments, meadows, the volume
donna kuhn 2005
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