descent

We sat astride the kiln-fired wall and looked/ into that endless hole and listened to the/

sucking and the rushing of the air refract/ as noise was crushed and split in answer

Other Creative Work

Untitled (2010) [Out of the Wilderness]

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Mark Robert Doyle
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