The page as a stage; the stage as a page. Can this ever be reconciled? Aren’t they both alive for the time being, albeit at different stages of decay?
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THE HUMANOID PROVIDES US WITH A PRIMORDIAL EXAMPLE FROM WHICH TO SPECULATE//WHAT WILL MY BODY BECOME IF IT IS TO EXPAND INTO SOMETHING THAT YOU CAN STAND ON//CLIMB INSIDE OF//INHABIT
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I taste like anesthesia. I want you.
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Children will run and scream chasing one another over and around me. Shat seeds will lodge and take root in my exposed chest. Animals will frolic and rut before my silent witness. And the songbirds will join in chorus at my demise.
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WHEN SHE SMILES HER TEETH HANG GLIMMERING IN DARKNESS
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