Thomas Poem: Untitled (The desire to drive his hands, fingers)

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One of the early Thomas pieces, this one was written about Thomas feeling a little low. He was trying hard to connect to a world disinterested in him.  It all makes him wonder if there is something wrong with his internal construction.  He thinks maybe he should be meaner, make himself more of an asshole, but it isn't in him; he can't do it. In the end, he's left studying semantics, both in the world and in his words.  His only recourse is just to keep going.

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