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Thursday, June 30, 2011

Man,

to read some of my poetry, wow. Man.

You'd think I was pretty fucked up.

I mean, don't get me wrong! I love those poems.

I'm always fucked on the poetry, because so many people put poetry forward one way only: into a dark teak cushioned box with kneelers, and a miniature pew: a confessional. But fuck that! I was born Catholic. Why do I need?

Poem-wise, I'd be a novelist.

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