DISENFRANCHISED
I left pain, I thought, on the right
side of my heart. And then you
came along - and the mysteries
of the forest were opened, and I
walked right in : some Amazon
forest locus of a presentiment of
tomorrow. You reminded me all
the time of Louise Nevelson. Don't
get a big head, that's not a real
compliment. She was a pesky
lady no other artists liked.
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Have you ever seen her work?
Ugh? Too many solid chunks of
woodcraft. If you ask me. Oh,
I thought you had.
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