Recoveries
for MDL
At first, the same old disintegrating memories the significant details of his past, the you know what I mean. Not bad for a guy who made himself out to be excessive, deeply irreplaceable, the life Of the party. The plot is full of revelation. The forest remains unchanged. He laments. He sees God in a foot note on sex and blood. Americanism hangs in the closet with a suit of old clothes, the green hill just a dream. The morning sky has a trace of it where he prays. In the clearing, the right word breaks out across the gap. |  |
