The Other’s Other

Sometimes you get
the facts wrong
But the feelings

Sometimes it’s 
vice versa

I’m reading
Naomi Klein
Not Naomi Wolf

Damn who’s my
Who is yours?

I worked on yesterday’s “Tone Poem” from 1 a.m. until five a.m. Did so, given those hours, all the while under earphones. Which lead to audio autosuggestion and mistaking curious atonality for the plainly and painfully off-key. My apology. I’ll try to do better.

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