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sequence, sometimes metaphysical
welcome to the waste-bin.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
apprentices
“We are all apprentices in a craft where no one ever becomes a master.”
—Ernest Hemingway
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what makes a man
locust
sitting in o.m.h. after much math and a short walk...
apprentices
amidst all the shit going on right now
from a notebook from last winter
the binding
behind all these parts
opinari
judas, me, need smokes
rolls of cotton (a gross poem)
form and content
poured in the forms
slogging
dubliner jacket
inexorable wal-mart-land
if i'd done worse you'd have known
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i'm a novelist that writes poetry; at least that's my excuse.
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