Edgemere, we reentered there. (When? Seven/Twenty-twelve.) We see newness everywhere (the sheen! the green!) nevertheless we remember the yester-scenes, the kept secrets, the feeble precedents. Edgemere’s then meets Edgemere’s present. We’ll never resent the recent, yet we’ll never press “reset.” Here’s Edgemere’s next scenes:
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SELL THE EDGE
NEST TEXT
CEMENTED REP (WHERE THE EDGEMERES MEET)
THE DEN (EMERGENCE, SEE?)
FLESHLESS TREE SPHERES
DECENTERED PRESENCE
THE REVELER'S LEVER (RED YELLER)
SLEEPER CELL
SCREEN TEST
RECEDED STREET
WET FEET
TEXTS NEED MESSENGERS
GENDERED SCENE
THE GREENER SCENE BETWEEN
WERE THERE WRESTLERS HERE?
DESSERT? (THE SERVERS DESERTED)
THE EVER-PRESENT LEVELED STEEL
MERER MERER (SPECK)
MERER MERER (WRECK)
FREEWHEELER
STREET SWEEPERS
CREWS RENEW (BLEEP*BERG NEWS!)
THE NEXT EDGEMERE
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