reality follows me to my sleep in the evening, when I get in and crash.
no matter. seems I have no control over it.
watching movies.
“then, I will replace you with a double!”
a commentary of a horror film.
soon the night ritual of turning on NPR
and lying back down
“tell me how you will harm me when even I
don’t know how I can harm myself”
it is the end of August
the horses represent the onslaught
of the new
“I will replace you with a double . . .”
old silent classic
I’ve been compiling notes
struggling
reading sporadically
breathing in and out
it has not been an easy month
completed and printed only 10 copies
of my new book, immediately starting on
another
within, these new books are crudely scribbled out
but I feel realistic and well . . . I can’t put
my finger on it now
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