This is the official Look show reading. But not the book the book comes after, hope burns. Name calling has already begun in my brain. Pompus piloty pig. No This is the official reading for the Look show! Sounds better already doesn’t it. That’s another show I’m on about it’s called Listen Here which is formally
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FALSE START 1 ish
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THIS IS THE INTRODUCTION
IMG_1118 Video Director and Camera by Jayden Ryga Written and Produced by Victor (I’m # U) Enns WHERE DOES IT HURT? My stomach hurts, usually where I put my finger in this picture. The internal bleeding has stopped. I suspect a small bleeding ulcer developed by my anxieties preparing for the opening of the
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I am, he thought, putting down his pen. His son brought him his pants hanging by their suspenders on a peg by the door. _Wear these, Poppa. You’ll be less conspicuous. His underpants were red, his over pants were the colour of the sky in May, gray. It was raining. _Never mind, he said closing
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HOLDING ON
READING A BOOK When I think I’m dying buying a new book is a commitment, only half-hearted since I downloaded it instantly for my e-reader and not for my own library shelf waiting for a diagnosis waiting for a prognosis sounds like (tug your ear) punch in the proboscis bury me not with any Bibles
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DEAD OR ALIVE
‘The moment you tell someone you are sick, an element of doubt enters the conversation.” Source? KEEP THE RECORD STRAIGHT Nowhere does it say, “He almost died.” Let me fill that in for you.”I nearly died.”Ask anyone in ICU at 4 in the morning on Pandosy Street, and hour privileged by poets most famously by
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TIME IN MY HANDS
“I am more of an existentialist the closer I am to running out of existence.” HE said. Today is Thursday my computer tells me so. My colonoscopy is scheduled for Monday, the day after my wife Michelle has her MRI of her brain and her spine. Wonder of wonders LOOK show has a few more
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I DO NOT SUFFER AS MUCH AS MANY
SUFFER There will always be someone who suffers more deeply, more righteously, more rigorously, more appropriately with higher levels of pain; others with higher levels of accomplishment, achievement than me; like the amputee running a super marathon across the Sahara desert. Good for you. Good for the breath of God and good for fabulous prosthetics.
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WHERE IS
THIS IS WHERE All I want is to disappear suck the disappointments I have made down the vortex never to desire never to want never to make give me pain give me shame give me suffering cry cry cry I have towels to wipe my cringing face It’s dark in this hole but I must
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SEE Oh let’s see
RACK IT UP Let’s see let’s see there is nothing to see I think we might have one in your size Wait a minute two different poems Focus what you look at but there is nothing boss Nothing to see well then let’s get serious Your feet to the fire, ah yes, FOOT to the
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NEGATIVE
NOTHING TO SEE willowy orthopedist tends to (me) black and white film negatives (screen)racked and raised, poised above my caregiver draws my orthopedist’s attention A flash of interest, then look goes pro swivels her gaze to my power chair looks at me differently now maybe figures I come from money exploiting my caregiver or the system pro
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