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Nightingale

Nightingale

Corbin Louis

[move back] shattered my brain [come close] opened my brain searched for resources to assemble the heart found a whale inside harpooned and plunged [break in] [don’t move] I see the sun feast I eat with every tooth becoming a pill becoming a landslide my mouth pleads with itself I beg for carnage—undone with every day becoming more of a compressed 0—as the detail as the vivid sheen ripples goneward—[move in] I gesture to air, I dance in the panorama [spin] set loose like a string unwrapped everything so far has a lot to do with splitting and the cracks mean surely and I anticipate the other whale’s blood clot and I pray and crack the code bandage corinthians what pertains to me is the slit a california purple deep in the arm from punch drunk some thing impact means of course waking up why do my codes break easily why do my deserts divide themselves into rags [move through] I ten commandments the wind for nothing I beg and demand for nothing I carry myself out like a wish from the apartment to the sidewalk I see fractal twentyfold the trees shoot their commands in rose quartz nebula I drink the well calmly I split momentary disarray shattered my brain I kiss womack [plunge] I kiss instruction the sound of a whistle and the sound of a movie from yesterday’s absence [dancehall] I raise myself off the carpet and into the splash of light pouring through the

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44 window pane how lovely and insufferable to sense this cut to feel the blade of everything

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