Alan Sondheim

no hands, names, dullness of flame, spark, & name. & knew there was some-
thing i had dreamed, of names, of the numbers of names,, who knows the
names i tried,, spreading words & wounds, numberless states, places,
unemptied, handless, ashes & charnalhouses, sparks & nameless flames,,,

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what remains after the deluge

maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya
maya &a; &b; &c; &d; &e; < > & &lb; maya maya maya & maya & " maya maya
maya maya maya maya maya maya maya < maya maya maya maya maya maya maya
maya maya maya maya ^? maya ^? maya maya maya maya maya
maya-prayer-extensions maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya
maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya
maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya maya
maya maya " maya maya maya maya maya < > maya > maya maya maya

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after the filtering and after the protocols
after the enumerations, after the denumerations

what remains after the orbit
after the rockets thrust into datagrams and routings
across softwares and hardwares

what remains as higher ascii particles are cleaned up, the text
rendered taut / distraught, nothing but ashes, it's just like
any work, all work at a _loess_

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