The ConspiracyIt fits the whole LJ format too, come to think of it. R.I.P: "Restless in poetry."
You send me your poems,
I'll send you mine.
Things tend to awaken
even through random communication.
Let us suddenly
proclaim spring. And jeer
at the others,
all the others.
I will send a picture too
if you will send me one of you.
-- Robert Creeley
Breathing Together
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Redefining Need
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Mind Out of Joint
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It Begins
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