Binging on Blankness

look at pages from the wrong angle, from all sides
to realize that words don’t give off anything but impressions.
is it we,
or is it just I that roams the outward limits of human character.
bombastic. a galloping operator, reading backwards for the same information:
the staircase you will find under your hat is made of crimson-colored, microscopic discs

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errorattic

Writer, aspiring farmer and homesteader in North Georgia, making ends meet and trying to become more enlightened.

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