Back to this index
except, like Sinatra, a few here, a few there, no dates
no direction
I feel no index.
No one can complain coming back
in 2013
but I've got an index
in this poem, another year gone by
because no one will look here.
No apologies for
me coming back
about something
as there are no dates
and here safely
like whispering to a hole
there are no dates here, and
there is no index.
Sunday, June 30, 2013
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About Me
- Randy Russell
- I started making ZINES in 1981 and the only reason I ever stopped was because I no longer have the time to assemble them or the money to print them and mail them. Someone came along and invented these "Blogs" (not what I would call them, but oh well...) and so I'm continuing my Zines in this online, electronic format, for now...