“…tonight, only scribe to kite height– Maybe more elevated, for pages venerated. My pen’ll say it. What? Precise […]
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Since I have a new re-embrace of consolidation’s proposal, reality, after our first all-nighter with little Kerouac, I’m […]
“…tired, unable to focus.. More coffee More writing, only way I’ll live– Quite start, middle, end. Me, asleep […]
“…cure self of elements impure when Back from tour.. Out my reach, street Beseeched. Complete letters on cliffs– […]
[entered on phone] Leaving.. Don’t want to drive straight to work. Is there a detour I can concoct? […]
“… Transfixed and transmuted, I have shifted, I have scooted. Newly perused dues in my category. Old stories […]
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