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he ate all the godfish
sushi and became divine.
lucid celestrial phophorus relecting
off of rigid tables....
wondering..
temperal halos..
incandecent filaments...
Would they outlast him?
halogen vapor..
cerebral globe.
a slim shadow figure
burns into the corner.
Copyright © Nathan Martin | Year Posted 2012
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