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'scape, 2012, 3*, cars, driving, passing, realisation, roads, speech, sun, thought, trees, water, wood
a splash of fresh water
but she said and I thought you said but then I don’t want him to think
enough
hurt already
heater blowing
hot
ah
I’m driving
along the
road trees
leafless on
either side
sun low
and acres
and acres
of solid
wood
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
cars & passing & roads & sun wormhole: emerged
realisation wormhole: … and
speech & thought wormhole: on
trees wormhole: the en-gentled / end of a wan / writing retreat
water wormhole: as they wish
wood wormhole: someone called Frank
mlewisredford 
You have such a freshness about your stuff… I don’t think I read too many people who do what you do. Or anyone really.
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it’s the calculated perpetual and relentless naïveté … what does it; thank you Trent
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a palpable
memory of
forgetting
pain
so much
wood and
miles to go…
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…
driving
through
being
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and
being
though
thorough
through
driven
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… and out the other side!
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