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Saturday, January 5, 2008

The Only Reason I Write Is


I hit the wall as a painter, self-taught,
and was that painful? Both the teaching
and the wall. Still, I got the main thing out there

in a number of treatments. Contra-distinct-wise,
I had a lot of help learning poems. Which clearly
I’ve eschewed the benefits to be so gained. Nevertheless,

and besides which,
MOMA tried.


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