there here
are now the wildest of us
wild wilder wildest animal infinities
windows maybe calling for my climbing my crossing my jumping limbs
windows in the labyrinth on edge growing seeds of fruits
madness of fruits the bloodiest sugar of fruits becoming madness
open windows to the tornadoes maybe calling for my uneasy bare limbs
I love the truth burning like madness like the ultimate struggle my bare limbs screaming
half-discovered half-invented truth of the garden
red flames of fruits consuming the wild garden
wildest garden becoming my wildest plasma
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