the revolution of everyday life

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each morning,
his first sight
was of the unseen.

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an ecstasy of truth

— no doubt,
but it was far
from ecstatic.

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often, he found
the best companion
to be an empty chair
—perhaps a little too often.

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it seemed that his disasters
were, for the most part,
geometric.

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Just so you know...

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