shadow of . . . thought
What if what we think we see
is not the thing that is the thing
but shadow of some old fart’s thought?
:- Doug.
Archive for August 9th, 2024
Emily wrote a letter
Emily wrote a letter to the world
Might we to dying our own letter write?
Better, to our friend, to tell our dying?
. . . about our flowing, flowing together?
. . . about our inter-inter-stitching?
:- Doug.
