Act #12

By | 1 May 2012

Vintage in verisimilitude. Private
Sale – Vacant Position – Business 1 Zone
. Scent

of sandalwood, inconsequential
bells, organic

food and runes. Fortitude
begs futurism. Health

– Home ware – Souvenirs
. Unrequited

regret: fetish value
from my wallet, untold impotence

of possession. Schism molds scansion. Yeah
I saw the bookshop

round the corner spells

work only if life’s banality
becomes the node

of bewitchment. I know

I wanted to blow 20 dollars
I didn’t have. Who the hell


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