Confession: Untitled

Poetry

NEIGHBOR is a long page
about the neighbor.

Why it’s called confession

Or if it is actually my neighbor.
Or what I am.

I have ideas.

Legion (excerpt)

Poetry

Once in a while I think of things too bad to talk about. Bad words, often terrible words, come into my mind and I cannot get rid of them. I am bothered by acid stomach several times a week. I am likely not to speak to people until they speak to me. Often I cross the street in order not to meet someone else.

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