Poems and poetry as experiential art experiments, created by a dedicated core, sparking consciousness river, word slurry. A harvest of poems and creative thought from a creative collective cadre.
Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Overheard/underwater
"I was just thinking of Paris too" "It is like telepathic waves" a metro tunnel under the Atlantic, no Stations before the other side.
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