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Ask how it happened that the summer lost its way in the man, couldn't find its way out
and the man disappeared like rising dough, he lit up red and sparked, fell off.


Ask how it happened that the poet said the ambition of the mother is the abolition
of desire, but her child tuned the back of the father like a speckled instrument.


Ask how it happened that the child fell down the stairs holding the book, lay at the bottom
like a what's done is done, whoever unrolled him cracked, cracked: the book didn't say that.


Ask how it happened that desire curbed width, her aftertaste a memory and
the not so self-evident glimpsing at "a pole dance for hungry intestines."


Ask how it happened the earth existed as an explosion, a colour wash, a breach,
as an emulsion. As polymers. Look: Earth as hallmark. Earth as hall mark.
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