mumbling to myself aloud, in public. at times it is embarrassing, but it is as it is. I know you're expecting art!
It is here, but interwoven / embedded with cyber residue of life.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
poem by a friend and another
My life cracks open.
I stand in it,
careful not to run.
-Jerry Webber
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Listen -- are you breathing just a little
and calling it a life?
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