SIMILACRA
Jorge Luis Borges once wrote
'Let us admit....the hallucinatory
character of the world.' I can
accept that easily. Even as I
write, 'It's six in the morning
at the edge of time, and the
deer are eating grasses out
front. The fog off the water
lifts the leaves of the trees, as
the mist shades everything,
over and morning has a hard
time arriving. The stars that I
saw in the night sky are gone.'
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