After I wrote the above I went to a news site and saw that Sam Shepard had died. I'm not a crystal-gazing "mystic" but it is unsettling that I was writing something about him earlier today and then used him in a comment. His work meant a great deal to me when I was younger. And he's on my mind for the first time in a long time on the day I discover he's dead.
You know what. It's relevant. All the time spent caught up with those wasting their lives ranting and spewing mass-produced psychosis while life evaporates. Is that what a poetry board is about?
I apologize for my participation in this waste of our precious time.
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