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The Commencement
Folder:
Curses and Incantations Certainly do not want to waste any space
in my precious notebook of chicken scratch
ramblings
ramblings of an incoherent nature
Oh sweet fool of the great lustrous nothing.
nothing better to do of this numbing slumber.
Come...we take to the pen..
on blizzard eve nightfall
drunken parchment binge
soak me of this pigmented fluid
deep into the crooked knotty veins
of this byproduct of our imminent deforestation..
Hypnotic ejaculate of brainwindow
mouth projector
pen
Enjoyed Process
of writing poem. Well said.
Yeah
the brain works in mysterious ways.
sometimes the ink you need can’t be found in any pen.