Monday, January 30, 2023




In the early stages of this writing, there
was simply no place

to put a period. I attempt to utilize
tension. My in-laws continue to believe

I should cut my hair. The tension
is present.



Fourteen lines, with which to apply, opportune
or convey. The pace at which

one stakes, and states,

these complimentary emblems.
The trouble             with normal, or the language

of God: one of senses, rubble.



All the years it took to write
that one sentence.


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