carried away
carried away i now cannot say that this is not what i cannot say i keep quiet carefully counting out the contrast of continuous quietness. – Zumwalt (06/1991)
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Can’t Hide
Can’t Hide With the last paycheck spent on camouflage, focusing on a mindset made of mirrors, I attempt to be an object or better yet be none. My clothes mimic the variegated prints of nature, my face is painted much the same. I stand in the wilderness far away from the Sheridan Square Stop teaching [...]
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