Culture

hour into

La Nga Tai sky

hour
into
hour
gun
goes
off/in
fissures
telencephalon
telling
ly
circuit
constant
danger
toil
task
toll
inevitable
immolation
sister-of-mine
brother-of-mine
in horse's hours
gaze
beyond
look
back
to
birch
horizon
felled
draw
fingers
across
so slowly
clasp one
another
before
entering
bell
change
course
in time
you can
steal
stand
in ring
hide from heat
before
bullet
jounces
cerebral aqueduct
to aqueduct
in 
every
body
tigris
euphrates
woe's
world
fog
gathers
silhouette
after silhouette
walking from trees
to traces
sweat stains
soil
so you should
follow
never know
how long
it will
last
ring requiem
bell beloved
letter
rain left
told
everything
you needed
to now
or at
least
that
what
you
sang
to
scorpions
on bank
of rivers
you 
brushed bullets
cleaned
cylinders
gazing
from grotto
felt
no
fear
at
all
bull born
within wheel
only
matter
menaces
only matter
menaces
caïn
come
close to caldera
chant
skyless
song
send
silhouettes
hole in throat
to river
bed

Christopher Barnet

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