Imagination, too, is old habit, assiduously maintained despite consequences.
And I accept the presence of dances invisible to me.
I racked up habitual sins. I desired, desire
Grand Tour: Poems, Elisa Gonzalez
Imagination, too, is old habit
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Studio view (122123) including Untitled (Field Guide; “what’s not found at once, but lies within something of another nature”) i and iii.
You've got to dig to dig it, you dig?