Pepys Noir

Rain. I got up early.

I was deputy to trouble; I could not talk.

A place other than the void tonight?

I go out without any qualification.

Doubt will be the end of me.

Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Tuesday 13 March 1659/60.

Dave Bonta

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I got up .

I was deputy to ;

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