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Blind Mastery

  The blind man embraced the new having been burned by the old’s silvery tongue too many times. Sounds simple unless you have ever tried to step into traffic after having been lied to. The blind man used to listen … Continue reading

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Futures Swoop

If I have learned one thing after putting to bed that damn sun year after year it is that each future has a different future. Returning to the cave after feasting the chill of the next six months bounces at … Continue reading

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Vision is Peripheral

  [A] Being healthy keeps me from writing too much writing keeps me from living vision is peripheral. All the things I bought to get ready to be going have faded or been lost vision is peripheral. [B] Early years … Continue reading

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Belonging To

Belonging to today tremendous in its gaze and even when the sun reverts to rain we stare at each other. On my price tag is written one no discount and no refund. New, used, upgraded, rebuilt or tailor-made belonging to. … Continue reading

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Despite

I had my own voice early in life it said be true instead of nice. But expectations had the upper hand the shoulds kept could from taking a stand. Youth was boss of my middle years whispering go in stopped … Continue reading

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Deliberately

  Deliberately the moon wanes in the most hopeful futility Orion pursues the seven sisters’ virgin waxing wisdom. Mars reddens without knowing whether the itch may be mitigated as it approaches our aggravated point of view. Stentorian but not satisfied … Continue reading

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Founding Ripples

The sly ways the rocks of shadowy centuries curl in layers that argue about whose time was formative. How contrary and contiguous generations writhe against the only order they could be born in and laid down in. Like when a … Continue reading

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