Thursday, August 14, 2003

a diet of such cancellation bursts thru the tethers of instant. the day is minimal, tired and allowed relief by virtue of the sameness of intensity. sudden rockets, the news, land with carefree dilation, having been improved with the language 'all around'. this is how poetry made a winsome charge, across the usual borders, into the same mess. this is expectation. today is August 14.

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