Too Sunday for topicality? Too late…
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Shrinkage (a poem)
Too preoccupied (and then too sleepy) to write anything yesterday, so here’s one I wrote late Friday night.
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An intriguing phrase trails off into nothingness, and the poem is lost (a poem)
I had this great phrase enter my head while I was at Third Place today, and then it immediately disappeared…
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When you’re drunk, drunk history is just history (a poem)
Not written while drunk…
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Neither lost nor found (a poem)
The rare poem written on my phone…
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Box of pictures (a poem)
Yes, I’ve been watching It Couldn’t Happen Here again—which has nothing to do with either this poem or this post, except that I forgot to replace it before I clicked on the ‘Post’ button…
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October Symphony (every other line) (a poem)
Yes, I’ve been watching It Couldn’t Happen Here again…
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Kunst ist schwer (a poem)
Watched the documentary Beuys last night. It was raining when I went to bed.
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Rescued from the dumpster, that old turntable had no way of knowing what it was in for… (a poem)
Wrote this last night.
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Deepening blush (a poem)
This is what today feels like.
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