-Math of Sound-

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in the numbers of sound

countless is the degree

of black and sunbeams

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circles prevail

and stories linger

on the lower third

as slow dangles

on a cigarette

and rises not

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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

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the sun rises to the middle third

and beams reflect light

not known to noise

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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

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so darling this movement

of sound and flurry

as we listen

                    - stelland

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