Issue 17

No Limit

 · Poetry

Hang paintings only where

there are already nails.

I am not a fatalist just

no need for control.

 

No, I

No need for control

and am also a fatalist.

 

Pray the lightbulb never ends.

Pray to know a face always

somewhere. Whatever comes

 

in the mail. Someone else will have

to read it someday. And the phone too

 

continue to ring as it does now.

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