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THRENODY FOR EDSEL REID Work with extreme randomness welcome to the house of fame —no one among us wants it like this— all this constant toing & froing October is twilight: time’s loss shifting colors mysterious knocking —this constant humming in the ears— you can’t hear it? no, I suppose those swans nearby hover aimlessly a tribute, a warning, a greeting, even —what’s left are old phrases: supreme, to say, the voyage, a dancing dolphin 97 ...

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