I had a difficult day. I didn’t take a picture of a tree. But I have an archive. A tree from before the recent snow.
[daily log: walking, 1.5km]
Day: February 16, 2019
Caveat: Poem #930 “The text”
ㅁ Is it possible to write poems about the sprawling internet? All the seething, grasping text that underlies a world - an engineered mind - a clockwork brain: idiot savant soul.
– a nonnet.