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Ink Blot in a Poet's Bloodstream

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“This bitterly cold weather is a shift from an even colder half of year. It's as if we're back to some sort of embryonic development that brought us to where we started: an inertia of life— changing positions like atoms within a molecule— the cruel, cruel curse of the winter sunset... a reminder that natural light comes and goes as it damn well pleases.”

“Life has become: video games and live streams, reaching out to strangers to share dreams... talking about important things to open air and vacant, vapid memes... posting things you want to be seen, but knowing that a click of "Like" is all that it means... sitting at dinner eating with family, and feeling your thoughts are less important than media newsfeed. So, I ask you— and answer honestly— are you lonely? We'll never know, will we? Because that would not be post-worthy. No one gets "Likes" when your battery drains faster.”

“I will always remember the integer that opened me up; but it is clear to me that you always forget the final unit, because that's easier than finding out what is left inside when you can't Master Lock me. Go ahead... forget the combination. I'm finally okay with admitting that we were always at a deadlock anyway.”

“Your layered, sweater-y, thickset hug around me—I dared to dream of your bare, balmy, broken-down skin tangled in mine. It was a twist of artless fate in my mind. I watched you pull away... on your "Naked" bike. I was covered in a trench coat, but more than naked enough for the both of us....”