Every Now And Then – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

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“Man [sic] is troubled not by events, but by the meaning he gives to them.” Epictetus

Every Now And Then Every now and then suspicion arises that something is wrong, shockwaves course through me as electromagnetic feedback, exposing the delicate tension of unthinkable questions of risk, knowing that the cracks cannot become profound wallpaper. Shockwaves course through me as electromagnetic feedback, a visible lament which gives and elegant glimpse of implications, knowing that the cracks cannot become profound wallpaper, the consequence of the blindness of isolated privilege. A visible lament which gives an elegant glimpse of implications increasingly woven from a variety of unstoppable reasons, the consequence of the blindness of isolated privilege that consumes every category of memoried construct as real. Increasingly woven from a variety of unstoppable reasons, exposing the delicate tension of unthinkable questions of risk that consumes every category…

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