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Saturday, November 06, 2010
Crawling out of skin and other acts of strangeness.
Went for an exercise walk and ran across this snake skin left behind. I know there is a poem there somewhere.
Am I lame or what? I could not get a block before I stumbled and fell. So now I feel invigorated but with sore knees. Geez!
Strangest thing... my great grandfather who died in 1968 has crept into two pieces I've written in less then 24 hours. Very strange karma or something.
It's a poet's life
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