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smallness or starness
.jhh


​coming out of a part of my own life

like taking off a tight shirt:
too happy breathing to lament it.


a different kind of life splashed into my canoe this year.

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dark nights, mostly. solitude, silence. roaming.
reading poetry, dostoevsky.
ecstatic insomnia, intoxication.
trances or fixes.
smallness        or starness,
cold, warm, crying.
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