Ned Rorem
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in a tunnel - a natural state - if i keep walking at least i get onward.
it was constructed for empaths to be able to get around town without a barrage.
for air there are 3 holes every 3 1/2 feet, arched over the
headway.
enough natural light comes through to give it a copper glow. chiaroscuro otherwise.
walking along from the park to C’est La Vie cafe for french roast thinking this isnt truly a great place even if it’s less dangerous.
i mean, you’re walking along the tunnel and some of the random thoughts that find their way through those holes are doozies.
i mean they're concentrated, they hitcha like a paint ball. just when i thought, ah finally i’m free. rule: freedom respite required
but i’d rather not go on the surface, up there i’d be waiting at the crosswalk, waving down a cab, watching bags swaying. stormy.
but i do miss noticing the shapes of things. i mean there is only one shape down here: tubular.
it’s big enough for a motor scooter but they have to be electric according to regulation,
people do ride bikes but it’s kind of rude the way they do it, sneaking up, zooming past, laughing too much. a walkers nightmare.
yes empaths can be rude. it’s natural under the circumstances.
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Tuesday, February 7, 2017
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