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Mar 2015
Dissipating into
the gaps of memory

A mark
on a perpetual bar
inside the heads
of others

hard to see
easy to feel,
hard to feel
when it’s easy to see

a mark so small
measuring the norm of us
instead of

The Norm

A flexible thing
with beginnings
undefined
Written by
BG Hermitt
424
   Arlo Disarray
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