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¿are you on the other side waiting for alarms in a desert of sleepless evaporations? ¿are you beside yourself in the aisles that distance makes shorter than light waves in the daylight that pounds a lead slab in the soup that the winter dissolves? ¿are you the signal that another plane carves into wings in rounded contusions of a late afternoon storm, full of sparks that the night hurries out on Locust and serial cheeks shrouded in shiny costumes? ¿are you a circle like juntas that the winter makes clear on the shaved orbiting molecule that the ear revolves around, in a retreat of explosive fossils? ¿are you memorizing the connections between the hand and the foot and the torso in reverse of the automatic? ¿are you materializing the unknown without weather to increase the planet otherwise? ¿are you pocketing the insurance claims that parkas and snow equips with sutures and hand grenades? ¿forever? ¿are you increasing the tackle box full of piers to widen the sea and shorten circuits full of trees? ¿are you feeding the unworn through a parallel shapelessness in desert blooms on the roots of a tarp milking masks? ¿are you remodeling the world as a breathing action doll? ¿are you calm for knots like the guardian hell that a sewer makes for angels in their last testimony skewered like the pony was? ¿are you freezing in the open course that half of everything enumerates like clouds? ¿are you unwound in a fear that a jacket stores for feed, in easy shows and rented faces on the pain of entry? ¿are you good like ovens?