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The Deadest End
The finer you draw your measurements,
the further away you fall
Each number squared and time compared,
deafens out the call
Your techno-dialectic,
data piled upon itself
A trash heap at the deadest end
-where folly stacks unfelt
(Haverford Pennsylvania: July, 2019)
the further away you fall
Each number squared and time compared,
deafens out the call
Your techno-dialectic,
data piled upon itself
A trash heap at the deadest end
-where folly stacks unfelt
(Haverford Pennsylvania: July, 2019)
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The Deadest End
The Deadest End
