Monday, June 16, 2014

DAILY PRACTICE

Sometimes I'm blind 
and pretty
rudely just—punching up

a helpless white 
page with 
circuitous words

until—we're both
of us so 
dizzy we can

no longer tell—
whether this 
is a space that I've violated 

versus 
one—
that I've made. 

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