"One does not become enlightened by imagining figures of light, but by making the darkness conscious. This is disagreeable and therefore not popular" ~Carl Jung
Monday, March 16, 2009
544
the morning in 544 12th street, the walk along the bluff and the bus - it was hard my breath hard to regulate your hands lying, crying, telling a truth of fading times. - i left with the shambles of the dawn -
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