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Ran. Dominion over words and pictures, flicked flickered from a mind in crisis flowers gods flames and rebellion. Thrones and golden calves chosen at. Ran. Domain of thetongue witch, selecting forests and bodies from the great dark earth scorched with the fire blood of a thousand sky bulls. Ran. Ran. Domes of the black city, crowded with dreams. Dominoes, dominoes ransacked by angels and toppled, each one a skull, each one a bone bag of memory.

The universe creaks and whines, the girders are slipping. Ran, ran, demented and shivered I ran through mazes of glitter and handstorms, ahead of the rain that ran, ran, dumped warm water on the roads where trucks full of geese swerved and shunted.

Ran. Moderated by dream, surfaced from sleep into a dry quiet room. A single light a pencil of white on the wall. A siren and the sound of a dog scolding the moon. A dream, a kettle of random boiling the head. Breath and more breath, the images melting. The moon mixed and massaged, a white fever. Orbiting. At. Random