[my] Dear Drama School(,) / letters to myshelf / Dec.16.06
a work in progress; many stops do not follow
this one tolerable and tossedou(b)ttime of soapbox spent and redactedrent /retroactive\ and variable in heroine(edof)help and handsheld scalp me. shit
i didnt mean it.
. crease ina forehead.conjuring image with words.organs of space between tiles
. draining dimensions of smoke lost to the elevation ,what careful kind of
patterns have we etched airborne in burnt or’nge anonymity.
- ? needed?
youngwhippersnapper fashionably fastened _im trapped in the digital
age made magical by hearing aids and casually backpacking burglary
through emptying_spawned_menacing and lopped-off pawn shops moving
-full.stop-on up, pops.
scrounging computer parts and rummaging through riddle worth bridge work
[this is a never ending black mark in my heart]
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