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Writing silence

Not a sound

Not a motion

Terribly fast

Terribly sacred

Swish Bam Boom

Into the Inner Room

Out of mind

Over the top

Beneath the beast

Tie him up with his own tail

Spin him like a top

Where he settles no one cares

North South East West

A three-piece suit without a vest

On my way to work

Box car full of wine

Swirl Swirl

Notice the nose

A tiny sip

Go ahead pour the rest

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—Howard Hain

Great Pond, Maine