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Thursday, September 21, 2017

Spasm


Silence sucks me through this narrow tunnel and only
in my knitted spiral, soundness burrows behind flat walls,
I am pulled down or out, never to get all the way
through to where
it is all white
there. 




Painting By Jean-Guillaume Carlier (1638-1675) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
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