Outer space, the outer spaces were Poem by Ida Börjel

Outer space, the outer spaces were



outer space, the outer spaces were
the decree, word by word; in earth
Earth; there was the more I
express myself the emptier I am
tautology, the tautologies were
weighing
the anchor in reality's
bond between fore- and background
where the government's wordless
drones over Seine-Saint-Denis
where during the final days
in Camping family radio Alameda

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