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Typed 1000-plus words b4
Year’s shutting. But I’m 2 lazy to edit.
Just my new candor. Blame me, please.
I need the reassurance. These hosts,
So scripted. Do they have identity, know
What it is? Where are real Artists
Recognized? Only in galleries? What
About pen movers? Not expecting anything
For a new year when I have new expectations
That’ll take at least a year to climb.
New modernity, modality in my talon’s
speed. Race to park, sinned, before my heart
is darted, dreams thwarted. Parted from
Putrid puzzles that only want my sonnets muzzled.

12/31/12, 11:41pm …