Friday, April 25, 2008

In my dream I was hypergraphia hypergraphia hypergraphia--wrote long pythons / nylons. I would write for 24 hours as an experiment that paraded as a joke.

All of the books on my bookshelf were empty. Blank pages fluttering like birds.

You walk into an elevator and exit
completely different.

You erase R erased.

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