Sections
Sections of life from the version dujour in verses to hold all the pieces … fragments of me from the cutting room floor the ego/producer releases to public inspectors, interpretive fools, who read what emotions surround … attempting to fix me without any tools by wiring my hot side to ground. A cloth of intentions they’ve woven from thread that’s spun from my lines or between. They’d save me from living or ending up dead or something they haven’t foreseen. ~ Dean Neighbors ~ |
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