This tape recorder I found at work as a metaphor. Can we be creative the way we used to be? Or do we acquire new skills? Should I go back to writing on paper for my own good? Also, I picked the worst poems today. Two excellent poems (not Debbie Downers at all). Mostly about solace and come-uppance, you know? Light stuff.

Make art. Make haste.

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