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burning languages
the shadows of the old oaks mirrored in lake lure’s indigo dust/ fishing here is sleepy with the precognition of demoniacal things to cum/ drops hitting water/ it is not the witching hour, when the sky lets loose desire not unlike the sword drawn up, to beat back fire, burning…
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Tim Barrus
Somalia: Tim Barrus
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Tim Barrus
I’m sorry. You’ve been had. I said you would be had, and then, you couldn’t buy enough. A Narco-State. A Police-State. A Hysterical-State. Of numbing incredulity. Does America even know what is real. “I will not be arrested.” This tells me you have never been arrested. You are immune from…