Good to One's Word, At One with One's Art
Alone in a cabin
the babbling brook doing its
duties
as prescribed by its preceding
modifier
While I do the same
In solitary self-medicated
mutterings
metaphors no one understands
or cares to
The subconscious
is a dark place
and this cabin has but one
light bulb
dangling naked from the ceiling
an archaic filament
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