Preservationist
my mind gone to paper carrying books from beginning to end in the ruin of my self
when I come to touch the world put into writing and to be there all is quiet
other stories give out or run to extremes
hope will be our last struggle
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Friday 18 December 1668.
Dave Bonta
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