rain
thinking about those 72 hours in Baltimore
but i can’t post about that
no i really shouldn’t
maybe afterward
maybe later

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this morning he said that his fascination took hold and continues because i am

enigmatic

i suppose that’s better than being an anathema or antithetic
maybe it’s the fascination that sinks in it’s teeth and pulls at my skin
once the mystery’s been revealed
all the power’s left out of the awe, the terror, the attraction to the strange and unusual
what are we – without stretches of lands that appear unknown?