a mutualism of writing, such as it is

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

ensconced








This is not the past, but am an unusual specimen just the same. Fidgety, doesn't like to sit pretty; doesn't live in the jar. Listening is waiting for a turn to speak and speak is due speak is done no repetition no biting of the ass, sucking at the nipple. Not a collector maybe a hoarder of unfinished projects never abandoned. You an apt and radiant neophyte the lines can all be broken and what is found are dots and dots are the beginning the seed the hub the thing that grows and burgeons you are not alone you are ensconced.

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