Ant (or Insect), or (Ant) or Insect – Dave Shaw

Clouds I feel appearing am clouds and sometimes we feel an ant, or insect, or other insect, or insect, or whatever is raised yet the suns are here to foil us

I’m infinite

I feel compelled to spill skin across the sky but I can only visualize the breaking….

I can only describe my floating skin as a ‘weightless bulk’. The clouds seem to examine my bonebeneath so colossal it has been far too long since I last blinked. I am unmoving yet completely non-orientable. The clouds seem to be unmoving yet completely non-orientable...

I canopy of white and cannot. There and cannot. There but I cannot; that speaks to think of a simile that speaks to think of my own skin dragged out by nails under face

I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!I’m infinite!

I’m bent at the waist to fool us. It’s obscene, it’s obscene, it’s infinite. I feel compelled to fool us. It’s obscene, it’s obscene, it’s infinite. I feel compelled to think of a simile: I’m not soft; (lieslieslieslieslieslieslieslieslieslieslies)

It’s obscene, it’s obscene, it’s infinite. It’s obscene, it’s obscene, it’s infinite.It’s obscene, it’s obscene, it’s infinite.It’s obscene, it’s obscene, it’s infinite.It’s obscene, it’s obscene, it’s infinite.It’s obscene, it’s obscene, it’s infinite.It’s obscene, it’s obscene, it’s infinite.It’s obscene, it’s obscene, it’s infinite.It’s obscene, it’s obscene, it’s infinite.It’s obscene, it’s obscene, it’s infinite.It’s obscene, it’s obscene, it’s infinite.It’s obscene, it’s obscene, it’s infinite.It’s obscene, it’s obscene, it’s infinite.It’s obscene, it’s obscene, it’s infinite.

…like this or her body they are both  way of skin and nails and clouds and I peel back her skin with nails to see the clouds and it’s so infinite and I’m infinite and together we make obscene together we are a scene we’re…

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