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Oscar_Locke

Australia

In this country the animals
have the faces of
animals.

Their eyes
flash once in car headlights
and are gone.

Their deaths are not elegant.

They have the faces of
no-one.

~ The animals in that country, Margaret Atwood

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Anything and everything, appreciated.

twin sisters

March 8, 2019

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Complexity, the greatest of goddess, stumbles and struts onto the scene, in black dresses, the colour of milt and milk, the guiltless, vixen thing, and she cries out, like a lark, like a whip, like a choirs and she says those words, of helpless voices grown loud and bashing, the gentle thrash of truth, crushing your skin, the crackle of bones in breakage, and you understand the interconnectedness, in molecule and cell, and Complexity is still speaking in oscillations, permutations, the warping of air into waves into eardrums down nerves and twixt brain-  

And paradox holds your neck, croons, caresses, then whispers-

“She’s too stupid to keep it simple.”
victorian vs modernist. 

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