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Feb 2010
pulling this notebook out of its pouch for my own sake
snags my phalanges in a chinese finger trap of creativity

fingers wrapped tightly around the base of this endless inkwell
pushing words out of experience flat onto paper
that pushes back against the rolling ball on point

the loose but anxious grip
of this wise trinket's wooden strips
remind me to step back
to expel myself from the grip of I
Paul Williams
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