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from Hermit Kingdom

(July 17th 2006)

Heavily pitted and dragged by the varied failures of the father. Pounding with hammers and chisels at small iron implements. Working an alien camp with unnatural movements and mysterious chants. Face furnished with rugged simplicity.

& how to trans-

figure

the hard

kernel

of despair?

I cannot

stand

it but go on

fumbling

for the light

switch

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