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39 ppm

                        It’s the quiet ringing
the blue mug
                              of green shit
and almond milk
                                      that brings us
to our measurement
                           the eyes go
back and forth
                              they can’t look away
it’s mesmerizing
                                      isn’t it
the vapor insufflates
                                       itself                   the flower
takes .5 cc of linalool
                                      to the xylem
begins to bend
                           to respirate
to track the sun
                        the moon
and to forget
        that which matters
                to no one
                 is a heart carved out
of a hand—it’s the blood
               the veins the parasitic
               eliminated by UV

Evan’s spiral

Then I wonder if it could go like this or if I’m
this all there is the bones and                digging
is                                          bananas          myself back                                     on                    deeper
coming                                display              down
really                                    organic                the
we               darkness         tech                   page
are              the                    does             another
forward     in                       not                    blind
it                 there                forget               curve
is                out                    does                      no
or               see                    not                    maps
up              you                   falter                    out
it                do what again turn                    here
is                                                                     going
or left skip can we London it’s like way the all