Walking With Demons
And attempting to stay dry.
Words.
Are there no ends to the tricks you can make words perform?
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Saturday, May 29, 2010
Asylum.
I couldn't have dreamed
it all -
you were
there!
Their heads shake
and I realize
it does no good to try
to get to them.
They
are not tied up -
I
am the one
in the straightjacket.
But -
You were
there...
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