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I am writing an autobiography of myself as
a man. I want to use the word "excavate" here

but I'll use "imagining" instead, as in / you see me imagining
deep unconscious feelings of manliness. Doesn't
everyone love tan shoulders? Doesn't

the wind feel good when you rush
into it even in Port Townsend when
the stars drop out of hiding into the black
net sky / it is catching it is
freezing & I'm sunburned.

Meditation hasn't worked. We are writing
about the things we're afraid of. Your arms /
your arms / you're giving everything away

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