twice too much

erie canal: post mortem

once was good
another half: right
twice, too much—
not never again,
but on to something new…

What I’m Listening To:

Frogmarching us home to a bed made of tears
Kris Kristofferson walks by kicking a can
In a shirt he hasn’t washed for years
Hop inside my coat
Hop inside my coat

— Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds / “Frogs”

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About istsfor manity

i'm a truncated word-person looking for an assemblage of extracted teeth in a tent full of mosquitoes (and currently writing a novel without writing a novel word) and pulling nothing but the difficult out of the top hat while the bunny munches grass in the hallway. you might say: i’m thee asynchronous voice over in search of a film....
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