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    • #481
      Don Schaeffer
      Participant

      You are not
      going to live forever,
      my dear. Your mothers couch
      dooes not need to be restored.
      Cast it out! The basement
      full of undoable projects
      is your mind. The things
      you tell me are your
      sickness are part of your charm.
      You riff. You play pretty melodies
      of fears and jokes. We can
      twist over each other for
      hours on the phone when you
      tell the story of your misery
      and we are counterpoint.

    • #2085
      Don Schaeffer
      Participant

      A Little White Blossom
      New YouTube Video

    • #2152
      Don Schaeffer
      Participant

      Abstract Real Real Abstract

      You are a place, Hanna,
      like a mountain,
      recognizable, with a name,
      on a map. You are
      above the clouds.
      Life is spent in your
      dark crevices. Villages
      cluster on your slopes.
      The world of cities
      celebrates you, the world
      eternal.

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