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Billy Cancel

     

another year uncontrollable in the self
storage capital zoom there's me with spoon cuts to
my mouth reverb rises focus blurs pink oval
walking across the moor upon a road alone
comes a storm suddenly covering all the land
& through the rain trudge i cold to a crossroads but
no names on the sign post are known or near so
i take any road until the next crossroad comes
but find each place name unknown or far so freezing
wet i road to any crossroads same though i can't
& slump down in the red mud grey sky sucks me up

 

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