numbers came suddenly, soon after one. nothing added any more, all began to subtract, divide, the result algebraic there are no rulers, lines to divide, the total is irrelevant now, the addition foremost. i have been to the counting.
initially, crossed the sea to the land, from one to another, then, talking. crossed the narrow bridge spoke of the past, you know what i mean. courage to walk
away.
a book about death. 14.
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thanks Reuben
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Thanks to Reuben Woolley for kindly publishing ‘division’ in I am not a Silent Poet .
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