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Thursday, May 4, 2017
One a.m. Zeus
Organizing notes, editing the book, oblation of the word listening to Zeus hurl bravado in midnight burlesque outside the window. A revolution of thunder is intimate. Makes me remember all the other poets and madcap dreamers out there hearing the hoopla together, raising an ear in the sleepless embrace.
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