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The trees are dense here.

The earth doesn’t have a limit.

And again and again limits and grumbling bring


one to the bank of cheerful things. Say,

everything. Everything does not have.

Everything does not have to have.


Counting neurons in bivalves

helps us think on think, though

won’t ground the plane,


or warm you. The nights decline.

Have you noted this effect, this holding

your kidneys while swaying under a draft vent?


August 3, 1974, at 19:10 (local time) in heavy winds approaching Irkutsk.

On Malice

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