Fates
i saw you in a dream in pasadena when i found an old miniature tape recorder hidden in the
wall. that day i went to photograph the orange wall surrounding the estate reclaimed by
the government and chain-linked fence to keep me out
that night i tried to do a pink-fenced painting, only to keep seeing figures of you
popping out in all directions
in 1980 i married the person
in front of that
orange wall.
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