a poem for today, 4 February 2012
[a letter sorted sonnet of six sentences and its image]
Propagation delays cause tension because different people, or teams, are working to different assumptions.
On the same day, there was some violent disturbance, windows smashed, policemen injured, and drunkenness.
The food service industry is basically a hotbed of sexual impropriety; it's institutionalized.
We can discern every day, beneath the reassuring drone, the noise of preparations for open war.
It was while I was commuting to work in a small notebook.
The supernatural is the natural precisely rendered.
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