The Printed Worddavidsmith208Apr 6, 20181 min readThe Printed Word What a strange order of events That my poetry had To become physical To sink into my heart. DS poem April 6, 2018 Book Two Haiku poem
You can break open the fog of being a dead logI dreamed I was already dead. The journal writing was over with the last words and I could not log another word because I was not material. If you are plugged in you can be grateful. As your decadal
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