With an alias nameplate, walking in the hallway,/ long legged walk of a loner/ the man with a plan,hoping /it makes no difference./ Until the sun hits its’ mark,/to himself he says: I won’t stop progress;/progress belongs to others./In this phase he’s tries hard at /fixing everything with hoaxes./Instead he can beckon towards Toledo.
Preface To A Tantrum
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Poetry in Motion 