Has he continued to fill his walls with calculations, he looked inward, seeing the swarm of voices given form...
Has he continued to fill his walls with calculations, he looked inward, seeing the swarm of voices given form...

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Has he continued to fill his walls with calculations, he looked inward, seeing the swarm of voices given form. The more he looked at them the more he wondered if any of them were real, or if each was imaginary, or if he was even a he, or a figment of the swarms imagination.
© 2022 By Duane Kirby Jensen
19.5 x 27.5 ink & pen, on Fab Murillo cream paper

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