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Dissonance

Under a static sky, we speak
in dial-up modem screeches.
Number stations replace news.
Books become junk code. Still, some
claim to see patterns in the flux.


All the poems I wrote last year are available as an ebook for free. It's called Lost in April Fog and you can download it here.

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