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December 10, 2002

what the hell was I doing there I had to wonder & how was I
not good not untucked not tucked out not over the hump
used windblown windtossed smoked unreliable erratic windy sneaking...wordless shellshocked...would have been quiet thankyou and you but when I got there they had already planned for my not being there and I turned right back around having not one good reason the 70 miles notwithstanding to stay...being a ripple as opposed to the stone...ahh the reflections of wind

no more visible than love

a windy state of mind scattered & splintered as treetops