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LA | NY A Special Edition of The East Village
Cassiopeia's Chair Label's a notebook's facade. Enormous breath roars across the forehead. Beacon of stars, invidious lamp to compress Castilian roses invert and drain. Roof rolls back to Cassiopeia's chair linking frayed twitterings of the sky light burns through broken threads of the centuries electrical appurtenance rope, tassels, suction off a new form not previously recorded brown dwarf a presence in another chapter of the sky because oxidized iron triangles latch this ancient structure I wake up not myself in a universe speckled pink with corrugated walls of the notebook's eroded hazy white mausoleums scribbled across the tongue the aqua colored rooms envelopes in a space manifest dislocation of transferred orientation I'm not in this yet sense its thresholds like photographing a mirror obliterated by a flash, dimension and feeling stalled in realms.
Kimberly Lyons Index