Poem: Less. More.

Less. More.

Nothing
is about
one thing.

The more I toss out,
the more the things remaining
mean.

About this poem.

I am slowly cleaning out my studio. The picture is of my grandmother’s bible, which sits next to my bed. Inspiration, both of them.

Tom

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