Andrew K. Peterson



from chance, chance, evolution

 

a blade of grass pushing against an obstacle as it sprouts out of the earth →

 

stolen subplots fade threaded through doubled flashback: Bring
me the friendship between solving & distance,           isolation
inside a snail-paced multitude necessary:        half-contemptuous, half
ravished by vampire wannabes:           in staccato clefs
shape of incense, spray                        put a theater in
your pocket     turning point for the terms of
floundering      friend an actor off-off-stage, escape
seeing them,  cluttering her arrangements until the quiet comes

 

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