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faraway time (Obsessed with Faulkner)
Now I understand a letter of old, scrolled, commonly is cherished as the accruement of care we may have made in diligence of reception and return and inspiring the next message as an ongoing to-and-fro correspondence between friends kept.
Here is the first- Too many tricky
maneuvers raised in memory phantoms
so I keep the seam clean in hope
that you might find this poetry anthem
better instead to palate and digest aye
the pleasure of a palace
if everything is a disarray
of consciousness, then thoughts
are naturally constipated.
there’s an expedient edge
to recovery
it’s good to follow current
music groups too
so you can stay in tune
surprised one fine time
a beautiful new album just dropped
to stabilize the substance
your favorite one
you’ve been dry from for awhile
our togetherness, my friend
was too short-lived, however
now we find ourself bound
to clever letters of being away
with all obligations to trap,
establishing hermetic fashion
hunched over desks, relaxing
yummy-drunk and happy
random laughter, who cares?
despite our distance
With you steady relentless thoughts like some obsessed stalker, as often as they tend to transfire what with that mad top mast binocular type (yes you Speksnyder) and vast polished scopes for great clarity into sweet dimensions of oyster hall great Michelin-star buffets, are indeed the way, perchance dread to have limped timidly a variant disease, if you will, to twiddle and flip barbecue patties, licked with the same tame tongues. Rather smoke to fill these filthy lungs...
from a friend
