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the part of history catalogued on a temporary
server space where art is called content
when they ask girl have you no shame
I proclaim nei and for what
accused of loving life
and creating
without expectation of receiving
all my desires
would be nice to behold
should ever breath I draw
then remain within my chest cavity
exhale and leave space
for something benevolent to grow
in our state of bewlidernement
where expectation of knowing
produces no’s and cancellations
of delightful human expression
may I not be led to institutionalisation
making voids of people
and political correctness
superimposes a state of belief
where reality seems
out of reach
and the delusion
appears as real

Rachel Wolfe
23 Feb. 2018
Oslo, Norway


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