I like the first stanza, especially. And towards the end, the parenthetical voice, and without a doubt philosophobibliphobiphiliosis -- a word that makes me think of Joyce. World in word.
Once, I exclaimed, "There are twelve hits in one man's face," when I saw some blotter. I wrote it down. Another synchronicity ...
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Once, I exclaimed, "There are twelve hits in one man's face," when I saw some blotter. I wrote it down. Another synchronicity ...
Be free (as you are) --
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