ing by the black ()
hooks
i caught a second
ary invasion of ex
creble portent
this was the six
eties & we had
the newest tech
nology .
i was ghost .
fifty feet hi
gh in the air .
all of us were
the spectre of wa
r was heavy .
it was above &
below the news
i was beneath
the news
i slept under she
ets of news
i trans
formed the data
into prose
like japanes flow
ers
arranged on page
of elegant fire es
cape
& our caucus
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