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amour haneke

taken such countenance & stare into mirror
couple the circuit with skills of decision
thru wastage of words arrive at what works

in ongoing session the self was forgotten
a presence of absence as flow interrupted
a void as charged memory of all other things

to see some one as an other & to feel being
seen / so two bound in magic by spells
of no language / move darkness from season

to season of love / no mention is made
of the cracked canvas landscape   geometric
with ripples / whose diffractions are patterns

of stupid importance / a man old as his
century flips thru a book of its fotos
a girl & a boy scream as loud as they can

the night promises anguish & pockets of dreams
the streets of this city are theirs to believe

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