THE CORRIDOR VIEW
We dream in our boxes, we sniff wide lines of high, under the leadership of coxes, we slurp unconscious sky. It’s ready made. Tonic. Balm. We believe we live.
The Corridor View
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SHE I AM. I emerge fully formed biological creature, planets in my body covered with long skin, drilled with million wholes that bring drops out and in, I stay connected. It is possible to catch me, shake me, kiss me, hunt me, drub me, I will die, but now so concrete I am, and specifically her. She I am, anxious (conscious). She I am, bold.
SHE I AM 