Turning points

Shapes become shapeless and the shapeless are the homeless on the pavements that undress them and put them to bed, reforming and naming the nameless if reforming’s the word or reshaping the ones that are shapeless making the idea of homelessness absurd would if we could be ideal. there’s a countdown to the shantytown and…

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Pierrot

  Always a time lapse somewhere behind, elastic bands of the troubled mind.   Young Turks lurk no money no work offside of the law.   There is I am sure a serenity to find in the time lapse of a troubled mind,   Zen, what then?   and it’s not about snap back chit…

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