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breathe out argon
you talk to easy about dying
when dying is the dilapidated building
constituting the farm
let your skates bite and hiss
someone who beckons them from the ice
always the sinister ice
Ice the sinister breath
The easy talk of argon
but what of Valeria
The vast vast fields of it
six live sables
Sables live in fields in barns
in tape recorders turned on and off
Off and on and life sound
The sound of doing nothing
watch out! Jackson!
Alone in my float tank listening
to the electron show that is my body