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waiting room

Anxious music

I just found this yesterday. It is the beginnings of a poem I wrote while sitting in a waiting room, feeling anxious. It was written sometime in late November, early December of 2011. The music in the waiting room is filled with anticipation, like the sound track of a video game on a constant loop. […]

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Written Feb. 15, 1991. Feed me      I’m hungry Hungry for      Knowledge           Love                Understanding Am I a gaping wound      or a black hole? The analogy is moot      when compared to           my hunger                my need                     my desire Help me      I’m drowning drowning in an ocean      of famine           of frustration                of possible ignorance You hold the food      that […]

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