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2016, boundary, Bowie, death, growth, hills, immediacy, knowing, life, planets, sanity, sky, speaking
oh, but she had no boundaries
the distant hills came straight for me [vague planets in the heavens], I had
I had to demur
to keep herself sane
to keep myself from speaking what
I [did not] know, both
life [‘n’ death]
legerdemain
oh, Janine, 1969 [clap]; Conversation Piece, 1969 [clap], you like to know me well, but …
Read the collected movements in David Bowie: Movements in Suite Major
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
Bowie wormhole: nothing to write
death & life wormhole: early evening
hills wormhole: where the goblins leered – poewieview #14
sky wormhole: fine droplets / across the glass
