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Volume 12.2

Austin Segrest

Dispersal

Hate like heat is irretrievable.
A claim on order is a claim
on the future, which is always,
in the aggregate, greater
disorder. Servants to order
there’s no going back for,
we live in an old error
of the other.

Quads cut with traces of energy
lost to heat, of what we call
the past, somewhere
on a bridge in Wisconsin
at the end of January, in shorts
that have crept up again
well above the knee, power is moving
its slow thighs

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