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UNTITLED, BY JDA WINSLOW

There is
a painting
by
Van Gogh
that
I can see
for free
ten minutes
walk
from my flat.

My flat seems to have an
Opened Door Policy.

This is why we are kissing in the stairwell.

The tree
is
blossoming
and
the
letter to
his
brother
is
ex(plaining/claiming):

«The last leaves have fallen».

Three young villains
&
their six sadomasochistic lungs:

«The last leaves have fallen».

Guillemet.
Guillemot.

I wish I was circumcised
The burning bush described
light ash fall
on black jacket.

Snow initials.
Slow officials:

«GO ON IN».

Believe me,
I’m evil.

Where are you?
(Where is she!)

Where are you?
(Where is she!)

Where are you?
(Where is she!)

The fires end.

I don’t know.

I just walked past.

Light ash describes snow fall onto jacket.

Three mad young villains
(VOLATILE)
while
I
well,
I
I
wish
I
circumscribed
the painting
by
Van Gogh.

Three mad young villainous evil text messages.

Poster proclaims: EVIL DOG GOD LIVE.

Tree
blossoming,
bush
burning.

Letter explains: LAST LEAVES FALLING.

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