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    Scattered Resistance V4 Settling In
    Scattered Resistance V4 Settling In
    Scattered Resistance V4 Settling In
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    Scattered Resistance V4 Settling In

    By Wetdryvac

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    Scattered Resistance v4 - Settling In, well - it gets into grooves. Patterns, repetitions, adjustments. 1991-1992, mostly.
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLulu.com
    Release dateApr 22, 2020
    ISBN9781716049965
    Scattered Resistance V4 Settling In
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    Wetdryvac

    Wetdryvac: A non-gendered mechanical contrivance designed specifically for interactions with humans driven by preconception, with the thus-far successful goal of rendering such preconceptions wompsie-sideways. Currently operating out of New England, wetdryvac.net, and similarly friendly locales.

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      Scattered Resistance V4 Settling In - Wetdryvac

      Scattered Resistance V4 Settling In

      Scattered Resistance v4 Settling In

      Copyright: 1992

      Visit http://www.wetdryvac.net for more books, art, payment, and more.

      Thank you for downloading or purchasing the 2020 Quarantine Edition of this work for reading on your computer or other digital device. I certainly hope you enjoy it. This material is available to you on the honor/pay what you think it’s worth system. By all means, feel free to read, enjoy, and not pay too – I feel it’s necessary that folks have the choice, and I do my best to provide that option on everything I write.

      I’ll cheerfully accept whatever you pay, even if it’s a thank-you note, or passing the work on. If you would like permission to reprint sections of this work in something you’re writing, please contact me from wetdryvac.net. Whether or not you paid for this work, you also have permission to share it, in its entirety, in any medium you wish. More sharing = more readers = more people potentially deciding they want to pay for the digital version, or purchase the print so they can hold it in their hands.

      If you’re interested in commissioning a poem, a piece of art, or something stranger, I also work by commission, and would be happy to do so for you. Signed books are sometimes available, and if you’re willing to trust your book to mail and cover postage both ways, you can check to see if sign-by-mail is available.

      Many thanks,

      Wetdryvac

      Song of the Gun

      November 30, 1991

      black, cold rolled steel

      riffled bore and soulless metal

      this is the song of the gun

      he lies there, unmoving

      victim of his own undoing

      unrecognizable -

      a chiseled grey forty-four -

      custom grade his weapon -

      so goes the first verse

      those who take the other path

      no longer happy with any old world

      in the street we find a second

      victimized by those who like the gun had no souls

      shot in darkness

      metal from the barrel of a walnut forty-four -

      his long walk became a longer walk

      out into the night

      so goes the

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