Exercises - Poem by RIC BASTASA
by analogy any unused muscle
finds retaliation through an ache
and so you have it massaged.
in the same manner is the word
and the letters
in the same behavior you shall
you know their revenge and you
must know how to handle it.
how can you un-think? try it.
how can you not write? how can you
unless you know how to practice
sleeping and then death.
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