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From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.wvu.edu>, Wryting-L <WRYTING-L@listserv.wvu.edu>
Subject: raccoon and wasteland
Date: Tue, 29 Apr 2014 10:38:38 -0400 (EDT)
raccoon and wasteland http://www.alansondheim.org/wasteland06.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/wasteland10.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/wasteland12.jpg http://www.alansondheim.org/wasteland22.jpg the raccoon cowered about three feet from me. i couldn't believe the fear in his eyes. he strangled my soul he crushed me. he had nowhere to go i back down he fled. he ran towards the water ramp back and forth. he feared i would do him damage slowly i fled. we crossed the street to the wasteland of providence. rubble is everywhere almost intentional we stumbled. we hiked through piles of trashed streets and nothing. there are thirty-eight acres of parking lots downtown. the wasteland is greater and growing it devours us. the wasteland proclaims me i cower before it. i am crushed by the wasteland it does damage to me. we hiked the city harrowed by concrete and flesh. providence i see myself everywhere i am thwarted. a dark funnel opens up beneath the ground. raccoon and i are swallowed by the grim masterpiece. give thanks to the world for its blessings.
