she didn't sing
every song
to me
but
when
she did it
was beautiful.
Monday, July 13, 2009
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throwing art into the void
- circles... all the way down
- This venue serves as both medium and laboratory, an attempt to examine the shape of nostalgia and experiment with the contours of memory.
concentric circles
whatcha lookin' for?
"time is a scam"
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- (making?) sense
- list of symptoms
- short eulogy for Merce Cunningham
- not a metaphor
- perhaps
- existential pleasure v. dialectical disdain
- teeter
- i teeter between
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- Montpelier is like...
- feeling _______
- the thoughts i was thinking (last month)
- more or less
- (day after) Bastille day
- (night before) Bastille Day
- short poem inspired by Chan Marshall
- coup d'état
- benevolent manipulance
- for an audience of one
- itchy wrist
- recent arrivals
- imminent departures
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