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Texxual Heeling (number three)
                           (an SOS threads the apocalypse)

    Baby, I think I’m capsizin’...
    The waves are risin’ and risin’
          —lyrics by Marvin Gaye & David Ritz (Sexual Healing, Marvin Gaye, 1983)

earth to star jones

                                         upon some contemplation

come in star jones

                                        it has become abundantly clear that

this will likely be 

my last transmission

                                       among the moments that led up to the apocalypse
                                       there is one from which, significantly,
                                       there could be no turning back

do you copy?

                                      . . . .

no idea if you copy

                                      that was the last [muffled, indecipherable]

star?

                                     day [muffled, indecipherable] we—

that is all
good luck

go with god