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Plain Speech

Plain Speech by Aime Zimmerman there is very little time to make use of stolen abundance do what you must to adjust the ledgers immediately what isn’t right isn’t right my ear heard: this is the physical form of love : sudden silence of caught fire feet in the sand biding whatever time takes you might recognize my face hard packed with joy no less exhausted by constant danger: spared some, am I, to be grateful to those that place me we swim in the weapons quarry quarry where I drown has captured me is changing sand in our weapons weapons underinwater gravel water turning grainlike barred changeable silt is not lost shale dear ones, arm yourselves radiance is a flagged source : never take your foot off the gas we swim in weapons storage when the quarry is drained let them find nothing

 


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