pornographic dreams

Have you noticed that the air smells sweet with rotting leaves?

photo by Atlee

I think constantly about familiar tensions:
sunny winter blue skies.

I am dreaming in violence again.
The holidays are nearing.

I want to only read radical things:
text
images
selves

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