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Saturday, July 22, 2017

Void

I stole the future, and stuffed it into a sack of visions

I wandered through the webs of time, careful as a spider

Spinning

I wove strings of possibilities, each lighted thread a snare

I hid in truth’s shadow, orbiting the event horizon

Stretching

I shut my eyes against the dark, and I whispered to the void

While I slipped beyond the veil of knowing

Unbecoming I


Given at the New Shit Show Minneapolis
Tatterwood Gallery
2017.07.21

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