Dr. Williams in 2020

The Green T-Shirt I’d only worn once In what is now a profile Picture on all social media There it was Where it had always been Folded and freshly laundered Before it vanished Like any favorite Anything I ever want

Trying too Hard

Delicate work is brutal, a paradox eventually forgotten as the craftsman polishes his technique, as he cultivates patience, as he learns and learns again the effort of restraint is a supreme effort, a choice that always allows more choices, more refinement, more of a universal statement making more of a statement in the universe. The …
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The Fog of Boredom

Boredom is not necessary, neither is it illegal. Resorting to subjects, verbs and objects that are illegal often serves as boredom’s potent antidote. For a while, anyway. Until one becomes bored with whatever illegal activity, hormones will surge, chemicals will churn life into the dull grey soft matter that is the hardware of consciousness. We …
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These mops don’t smell too good no matter how many ways you soak Them, frayed and rattled like the ends of torn tendons, spliced especially So the silken ligatures slowly dissolve into flesh, absorbed like a child Takes everything as possible until proven otherwise, stories that evoke Senses of place in young imaginations are impatient …
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The Cleaning

Work continues the same everywhere Beginning again in the early evenings Into the nights and mornings as quietly Changed into white clothes we wear Surface layers of dust that air brings Are wiped again until the cloth is slightly Shaded where fingertips polished the hue From flesh to cloth a mild vinegar scented Astringent of …
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