Archive for March 29th, 2017

They Were Everywhere After I Awoke

When I hear

the monsters coming,

I hide, and

they don’t hear

me, but they look at me and

see dark disaster.

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Etude 2017-3 — Fugue for When I Tried to Write a Poem on Friday

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