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-Math of Sound-
in the numbers of sound
countless is the degree
of black and sunbeams
circles prevail
and stories linger
on the lower third
as slow dangles
on a cigarette
and rises not
she makes noises and
the numbers climb - hang
in the ash-sh-sh-tray
countful of stories
unmade - unwed
un and un
in the un-ness
the provocations locate
the master plan
the sun rises to the middle third
and beams reflect light
not known to noise
she figures the sounds
and equations don't
add up on wet paper
as countless faces caress
the light of the night
so singular the perfection
of this direction
so darling this movement
of sound and flurry
as we listen
- stelland

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