Walking around the block, down-cast
eyes on my thoughts under a floppy
sun-shade, I had my characters stop
the big fight and made them reconcile
in an original way
Now to reconcile myself to life, visiting
VOICE at home, criticising everyone
and everything, continuous noise, the
prescriptions as to topics and attitude
determined by a need
For calm and routine while the VOICE
is droning on and on an on and on...
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