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srealisma (new day)
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i don't write much poetry anymore but i apparently wrote poetry about maybe even -today- when i was in Seattle umpteen years ago.
even if i wasn't even barely aware of you, i was writing poems about you or making collages on my wall that would be your next album (.yikes. stay out of my room, you creepy lyricist you) or who knows, writing at blather about my very own research?
way to go me. and that's what i get for not ever getting distracted by one trend or another. i'm completely in lockstep with the times, now, and that's so not something i want to do anymore. literally drove me nutso, so... it's probably fairly generalizably not recommended.
anyway. what's better for poetry: Seattle, or a website such as this one?
discuss. or don't. who cares, but, need money, no, i don't care. i might actually have to pay taxes this year!
taxes have never been good for poetry. so everybody please please continue with the poetry, because i kinda get a kick out of not paying taxes. (that is a little bit on the true side, confession confession confession)
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