Saturday, January 20, 2018
The Particulate Reality Comments
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This hole in my heart
The shape of the words
You aimed with the hope
Of pain elicited and savored
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8/1/2025 10:03:20 PM # 1.0.0
I thought I had commented on this before, Neal—particularly on the vivid ouch of razored cleats. However, it wouldn’t be the first instance for me of an unfulfilled intention. Anyway, how we most hurt the ones closest to us! The challenge of self-control when we are keenly wounded! I feel these things in this poem. -Glen