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Crossed Out.


by Anthony Van Hart


Follow Stan around awhile. 

Let him walk you through the rooms, structures, and clouds of his being that reveal junk drawers of "collectibles."

All the things, 
collected 
and 
kept, 

but never 
coveted 
or 
consumed. 

Because he's taught himself 
or learned somewhere
that
ownership holds a mightier reward than what's inside. 

Anywhere. 
Everywhere. 

People. Places. Things. 

Burn them all down. 
Break them to pieces. 

Let them spill onto the floor.
Let them expire,
and 
evaporate back to nothing.

Beautiful, 
delicate, 
fragile, 
or 
rare.

It will make no difference. 
There's never been a there, there. 






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