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April 11, 2011
distressed genius is a browning apple
cradle curvatures of the bitten edges
there is appetite and there is repulsion
–what you can see, what you can’t see
or would you rather not see at all?
stagnant genius is
defiantly waiting for luck to wane
a distinctly uncomfortable interim
be on your mettle
regressive genius is content
false satisfaction with theory
and a rigid step with the weary
blossoming genius is
terror, sheer terror
and nothing but
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