I WANT YOU AND I WANT YOU TO DIE SO I CAN BE YOU

On lovers, amulets, the line between weapons and tools, HB+DH, finding new states of matter “The writing-amulet; or the poems that gave me luck when I wrote them Come from the DIFFERENCE/REPETITION Da chama que lambe a mão que escreve O! if only one could steal cigarettes The chant is one of fusion The chant of a dead friend.”