impure

[Alan Sondheim]

impure


suffering indescribable, dead raccoon by the roadside, her babies starving
in the woods, there are new dead birds under the overpass, sad chirpings
of starving babies, nature is one vast wound, and we are the progenitors,
we tear each other in two, to fuck, our dreams fuck our dreams, we are
furious, but not with ourselves, we claim everything, we claim nothing

(site seems down now - try tomorrow) -

http://www.asondheim.org/impure.mov


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