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Saturday, June 24, 2006

Impervious to Starlight

...

Life keeps insisting. Nights I worry
about the spiders inside the vacuum cleaner.
I notice the squirrels look simian bounding,
foot over branch, about the trees
and I wonder if I wasted my youth
imagining this future.



excerpt from Jennifer Moxley's "The Sense Record"

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