The Land of Laws in a Lawless Land

Hope costs nothing,

is, that true?

Wait and see for free will to be a myopic illusion.


Within the severity of the palette

slick reflections imbue self-deception

into the ambiguous arrangements of space and color,

presenting objects through

the presence of their absence.


The land of laws in a Lawless Land

inundates the Woman in the Dunes

to flood, grow, trade,

part of,


for the influence to,

the abstracted continuation of her single thought.


The wave of effacing narcissus slowly

blooms and pervades the early fog

asking, to be healed is a very mysterious thing.



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