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So the Day Begins: Grief Refrain
So the day begins.
The water’s cold; I pour, the
soil drinks and a leaf
Nikola Tesla
When Saint Francis put his coat away,
he wasn’t cold. He was cold from a past life
that fermented to become wine.
Meditation on Desire with Agate and Aurora Borealis
and I am unashamed of wanting
to touch anything that has been shown to me
in this life. I want to carve down
into the moss stone’s airy depths
“Dialectics” & “Why They Grow Corn in the Philippines”
I want to do the thing that kills me, so I do its opposite. Action as cascade of cognition which leads me to a cigarette.
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