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4 s e L F - P o r t r a i t W i t h P o W e r o U t a g e knock down a power line and it will find whatever ocean is closest. you are a body of water and your god is a knifefish, that nocturnal and electric, that black ghost and glass. you, church of emaciation and sleeping pills, do not let your right hand know the left is unbuilding you. darken, apartment. surrender the sweet hum of current, the light needling itself under doorways. Listen. The rain has more than one face. you discharge, you spill from yourself unaware, you are pooling here like the acoustic dark. Throw open the curtains. The rain moves in both directions and you are a body of water splaying yourself to the sky. ...

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