11 Monday Jun 2018
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sreet
sounds like a bird of prey
out from the façade of the Colosseum
rising into the sky like a lip
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
architecture wormhole: perspective
bird wormhole: H e a v e
sky wormhole: I
sound wormhole: tram
time wormhole: oh, alright then
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mlewisredford 
This is lovely. And a bit eerie. And it reminds me of the call of a peregrine falcon, kree-kree-kree-kareet!
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excellent: I wanted that birdcall to be time-disorienting; I didn’t follow the last words you said, I don’t speak falconese;
thank you, Jilanne
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