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New version of "When That Man is Dead and Gone".

"Back to commuting and it dawns on me that within, what, ten years, reading serious literature will be like playing the harpsichord: a minority pursuit, respected by some, incomprehensible to most. Or worse, archaic, like Latin or handwritten letters." —@timesflow.bsky.social

Freedom Speaks.

room sinking · & sad brig sailing
dreich the drizzly · feed on my fadescreen
these apish antics · but serve garmonbozia
stories won't fix it · still, there are songs

hollowing of the temple · between temples nada
dreich the leadership · lard on my lens smeared
& i say there must come · a cold reckoning
stories won't fix it · still, there are songs

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