In spite of everything I shall rise again: I will take up my pencil, which I have forsaken in my great discouragement, and I will go on with my drawing.
Vincent Van Gogh
Thursday, August 23, 2012
concrete
all things
flip and flop
and come and
disappear
and their fading still clinched
bits clung
in mid air
ache me
furiously
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