in situ

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some boot shaped state…old factories delapidated behind overgrown evergreen hedging….here they make strange, disgusting meals…mobile snackbars… industrial carrion…

i slipped out of the dream into a backlot for secret driving lessons…errant children run along the front like tropes…decoy devices…hooks…what answers the pantheistic spirit guides sing back to us in the carnage of our trade…crushed garbage cans shine like badges of dishonour for the fallen…

they hate to say brand…they prefer…signature…it’s more…inclusive…more…empowering…

i piss here…and give myself away…i piss in a rag and drop it in a tree…this confuses signals, bends wires, masks the trail….

the night sniffs itself and recoils…shakes loose irritant foreign bodies…settles into sleep with one eye open…the full moon burring through the moistened sky…a reception centre…a guest’s entrance…fortune’s hostage….

if i could only turn away but i am fixed into this position to face the sum of these equations…factoring in a psychic gps…

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