Month: October 2019
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His Company
There is a city market. Stalls full of smells and Sounds and gewgaws And so many people and so Much not worth buying And too much food to eat. He stands against a wall Eating a cheap, warm pie, Trying to look sober, Which he is not. His buzz-cut hair Is thinning but he Doesn’t…
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Don’t Speak To Me
Oh, just don’t. Don’t speak to me. If there is no good in Your mouth, keep it Shut. I don’t need to hear All the things I’ve done Wrong, and you don’t Need to say them. There is No benefit to you, certainly None to me. I know how Bad I am. But I wonder…
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Kurious
The room is large, with a high ceiling, and frosted transoms through which light leaches. The dark wooden floor reminds me of schools that I have forgotten to unremember. People pass around me on the way to doing something or nothing. Strangers, mostly, even the ones I know a little. Barricaded behind bookshelves, sitting at…