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A collaboration over too much coffee.
coffee and pen

06 December, 2004

Note pads

Slowly the poison the whole bloodstream fills,
The waste remains, the waste remains and kills.

- William Empson, Missing Dates

Look. This tangled kelp, these squiggles on white
is the maze through which my verse emerged.
Now the kelp’s dead, but I must write,
write till the poison’s purged.



Blogger raindanseuse said...

How did you ever come up with kelp? Interesting.

13 December, 2004 00:39  

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