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 who will miss me i am also that one who hallucinates who hears strongly conveyor belts at both points both area and array, all over our lives, where we enter it and where we leave it behind we had left yeoville and got entangled addicted to the depths of a blur of Melville streets its own seventh street, called you in your sleep its call rose to close down everyone’s blooming dreams 48 who will bear this missive i am one that disinters trusts every appearance easily usually just before the rain comes for no reason, the apparatus was made up as a way to live we were a pamphlet of protest against the way the hands of the clock do not go in the anti-clockwise direction, (THE REVOLUTIONARY APPARATUS enter) (ALL) i said the love dynasty is warm and light, it wins every time think up a marshmallow, if you can, give it spikes and think up a weapon go and tell the world, when and how we ended the illusions that trap us all on the wall of the theatre of western movies, as big and red and present and global flat characters dead drums. It was the arrival of a drop-top german-designed car. Supershining, whales splashing on a gleaming ocean kinda-car. The drums were replaced for a while By a drum-machine with an electronic circus in the circuit. When we joke we say the end comes at the western movie