Chi Mi Frena
The island is our own, an inconvenient
poetry
the eight hypothesis: parmenides vs. herakleitos
parmenides drove the long red dodge
Us
On this street we glide, float over curbs,
Ambulance Delirium: Dream Procedure
The brittle sarcophagus: a battered brain
Second Seizure En Route
A sound like a thousand cannons:
Seizure En Route To Hospital
What happened? My mental traffic's stuck
Open Head Injury
Out on the balcony, our domestics raged
Postictal Period
Shocked faces approach in bystander verticals
Bedside Delirium: Family Visit
Dreaming of origins: watching the house
Calendula
I think marigolds in a clear vase and I hope by such words to contain it. By it
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