XXIII

XXIII

A Poem by Cassidy Mask
"

from an altered book i'm making

"

when Dave

the week-end

                           hero

           of            old

                                (to          immense

satisfaction)       rather timidly mentioned

           the idea               it

was arranged that           as soon as he

                was

                           in

                position

                                the

spirit                      he knew              was going

to

           call          him up

© 2011 Cassidy Mask


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Author

Cassidy Mask
Cassidy Mask

Singapore



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I'm at art college in Singapore. "...I never heard them laugh. They had, Instead, this tic of scratching quotes in air - like frightened mimes inside their box of style, that first class carriag.. more..

Writing
Stare. Stare.

A Poem by Cassidy Mask