DEAD_DOUBLE // sketches + research + notes
Saturday, June 28, 2014
#1 - #17
An abrupt new sound
in the square
speaking tongues.
The noise,
an eye.
His twine stretched
from one to other.
This part
cut
cut from
another part.
Across the square
a dog's body,
his ventriloquist.
My mouth
addresses
my eye.
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