your avalanche
no words left.
(all things are made out of words)
no breath.
…natives describe what they see,
make your translation
then give it to me
…trying…
i’ll pry at the sky to get free
shaman and monster. shamonster.
dalai lama and mao are the same
-in which they both feel pain
but display it in different ways…
i am a dinosaur
getting in the way of an asteroid,
cacacacacacame from the earth!
representing the earth!!
there.
what the fuck do you want from me?
i am toxic.
…all’s it takes is a whisper
in the form of some roar
and this avalanche becomes yours.
all’s it takes is one flash of your face
and i smile
which cracks to a laugh
and i laugh
until i cry
uncontrollably.
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