Leaves blown backward in a vanished book, untelling winter
I did not sleep last night. This is due to headache, not inspiration, and is therefore unwelcome.
This is what is welcome:
erzebet's newest Synthesis 2, which contains the text of my poem "The Gambler." Go; marvel. Sometimes I only dream my words look like that.

This is what is welcome:


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I am racked with sympathy for your sleepless state.
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Very sorry to hear about your sleeplessness. I had trouble sleeping as well last night.
I hope your head feels better soon.
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Headache sleeplessness is the worst kind of sleeplessness. May tonight bring you pain-free rest.
And what a beautiful piece of art.
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So glad your work gets to be presented this way; it's how your work feels, so textured and rich.
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Feel better soon.
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