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October 15, 2017



since i last left you i’ve been considering

your question re: letters and leaving them


you don’t need this letter to know me.



i need 

to write it 

to know 




i. exile




left me in the city to run through the desert

tribe unfettered



listen to your self

who else will?




my only mirror in Manhattan was your mouth

without self-affirmation i was only a partial quotation,


all my songs turned false starts 

warped into howls.


ii. isolation


are you you

without your fam?


who am i

if i’m not defined

by the people for whom

i perform?


iii. truth


the truth is,


whatever you believe the truth is,


the truth is whatever most people believe the truth is.




the truth is,


what lasts





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