Is it?? Genesis – Carpet Crawlers is lambswool under my bare feet. The wool is soft and warm, it emits a kind of heat. A salamander is rushed into the flames to be destroyed. Imaginary creatures are trapped in birth on celluloid. The chip cling to the golden fleece, Hoping theyll find peace. Each thought and gesture are caught in celluloid. Theres no hiding place in my memory. Theres no place to urinate. The crawlers cover the floor in the hall of red ocher. For my second sight of people, theyve more blood than before. Theyre moving. Theyre moving to the beat of a heavy wooden door, where the needles eye is a blink of an eye, the closure for the poor. The Carpet Crawlers reflect their interlocutors: Weve out Weve out. Theres only one direction in the faces that I see: his rise to the ceiling, where the cameras are saying. As the fight for the forest of sunlight, which is inserted into each tree. They are attracted by the magnet, believing that theyre free. The Carpet Crawlers reflect their interlocutors: Weve We go to out to the exit. mild-mannered supermen are held in kryptonite, and crazy laughter and wise virgins with their bodies alive and radiant. Through a door a harvest feast is lit by candlight; is the bottom of a staircase that is out of sight. The Carpet Crawlers reflect their interlocutors: Weve leave out Weve. The porcelain manikin with shattered skin fears attack. The eager pack lift their pitchers-the carry all they lack. The liquid has frozen, which has filtered through the cracks, and the tickler takes his stickleback. The Carpet Crawlers accommodate their interlocutors: Weve be out Weve out.
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