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Eyes slaughtered as stones the night has the colour of a wound the night is made at night's heart Words burning                                         weighting words in clouds                             painfully (lovers seek the substance of love                                               in the clouds   hands discover the world                                                by touch) Deep in the man ...

South. I establish my flesh as a barely spreading rumor: Body              Breastplate                                 Bedlam   Language as a confirmation Pain as an unbreakable hiatus Man’s great avenue waits in the mouth that pronounces an I (no mouth makes  another  mouth  when you are absent)      Water voice’s flocks in the center Something dashes       perfumes                                                       ...