JULIE DRISCOLL Flesh Failures (let The Sunshine In) We starve-look At one another Short of breath Walking proudly in our winter coats Wearing smells from laboratories Facing a dying nation Of moving paper fantasy Listening for the new told lies With supreme visions of lonely tunes Somewhere Inside something there is a rush of Greatness Who knows what stands in front of Our lives I fashion my future on films in space Silence Tells me secretly Everything Everything .......
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