oil on copper, dream on day
Friday, September 22, 2006
sometimes spam
friday morning,
an unseen moon
announcing fall
while a saint
in my mail
advices that
'text is best
stored reduced
in purpose
plain files'
sometimes spam
is word punk art.
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