"her hair
slipping slowly
through my fingers,
without saying goodbye
this summer solstice"
--RG Rader at Ahapoetry
"My heart is pylon-caged. My ears belong to The Hum. I can only walk the electric ley, turn when the lines above compel me. If this is madness, it is a madness that has fully consumed me." - Signal Catcher Rose, Pylon Person, 1974 via @HooklandGuide (via @PylonPeople)
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