photographs from a white space
not
a pretty picture.
not
a good.
not
a bad.
picture
. but an
argument
.
Friday, July 4, 2014
waves
i thought it was longing itself i longed for
but it is not,
but rather it is that longing
is
–
as in: it is the greatest verb,
what we
are
–
in the way the wave does not long for the shore
but
is
longing for the shore.
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