uberaware tracing the city 'round about midnight following a shepherd's hook along the river giant postindustrial red flashlights lit up ravelike beaming signals postage stamps strolling by the bank that long ago lowered its sleepy drunken lids shuttered its doors the crimson oscillations intoxicate me the skeleton of a huge somewhere statue brush strokes of air the impressionistic qualities of being shitfaced air all perfumed embrace yes curling around my body joining parts yes cold wind beating my face yes yes yes dear wisconsinite this reality of the city as a drug shattering your veins into tiny green shards growing immense in a oneness of two wandering wondering terrified like a child aware of some blessed union when hand crashes down on hand and my eyes unfold upon a marvelous nomad melancholy geography a strange plane paint a black night so pointillistically beautiful stars speckled everywhere love busting horizons horizontally like a windshield a headon collision long fingernails hair in pursuit of atmosphere absorbed in beauty ceiling of clouds falling in warmth of fusion delusion and rope pulled taut magic act stuttering knowing one true cattyeyed thing allpowerful omnipotent dissolving broken down battered in wanting and wanting moaning panting out into the deck of cards universe great expanse lay me down joker that i am spin me around deal me as whatever you'd admire or adore
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