RHYTHM IS THE INSTRUMENT
Ministry without religion, since 2013.
Monday, March 26, 2018
THE LAST MOMENTS OF SOCRATES
A flat calm—both
floors
and buoys
like a dead
sea—but fuck
such sheer
dullness of uni-
formity—
no catches,
I guess: everyone
must die
his own death
(one
entrance, many
exits) and
anything left
behind—
wasn't yours.
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