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Understimulated during lockdown, I've decided to once more pursue this half-baked idea I had in 2013 of translating poems from English b...

Thursday, August 13, 2020

I Like It by Eve Elizabeth Moriarty

Why are you asking me what do you want to do? And the answer is always the same.
Wash the list - and perfect teeth, one
To me from my sleep
tester. Payment Code. Leave
each of them is both himself and
none of them will fill the ditch. Fulfill. End hunger;
I say mine is in boxing and do not know what it is
lost it. Clean skin. It is quite necessary. Naked instruction. Number, number
minister. Number of butlers as
of pets. Then break it / take its side. To be your dog.
Radio feared the shattered longing for what we prayed for. We are all injured.
What do you want? More.

(Original found here.)

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