January 1, 2018

In the end there's silence.  In the beginning too.  In the middle there's the stars, the (never) wrong note, the abyss, the boxcar door ajar from where you can see yourself in the boxcar.  What is there can grasp you, what is not you did. 

In this dance you can tip toe, you ca...

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