TO POETICS

"The feeling of the world as a limited whole is the mystical." / aka the wittgenstein waltz

/
The conversation of conversing,
balm: a sign against death,
sharing place in the head 
like shrapnel or versatile picture,

i.e. world-depicting. Mind’s apple 
on a surprise axis,

read red—and,
	plastic before 
plastic.

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I sit beautifully in my beautiful 
home, and see-saw 
between nil and null.

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If one is to accomplish,

it is to 
            see something

and say nothing of it.

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I’ve been writing a lot [of (poems/essays)] in the last few months, and if everything goes according to publishing plan, you’ll see almost none of it here!

Against everything, I still find myself believing in the slipperiness of writing things down. much love.

xo
anna