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Something I remember

May 23, 2011

“Let me wander where people have come to terms with their own human obscenity, safe in the poet’s cloak of invisibility.  I want to learn to respect no thing while despising nothing — crooked is the path of the initiate.”

When I said this some time ago, Lisa said, “My dear, you are so tipsy.”

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