Duncan
Hilton
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Duncan Hilton founder of
'Growing Productions'
is producer and editor of the zines
'Growing' and 'Paper Toadstool'
as well as his own art publications
throughout the Salt lake Valley.
Filled with poetry, sketches, rants,
interviews and mementos.
It is fantastic work if you should
come across it.
'Growing Productions'
is producer and editor of the zines
'Growing' and 'Paper Toadstool'
as well as his own art publications
throughout the Salt lake Valley.
Filled with poetry, sketches, rants,
interviews and mementos.
It is fantastic work if you should
come across it.
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| And sudden, gentle black cradles me in unconsciousness. I am not well, but unconsciously I smile! -Duncan- |
| -PERMANENT- I remember the purity of a white mind. Holly like a virgin I wish for it to be clean again. I wish it would return again. Just as I wish for the return of this once white paper. Permanent sins Like permanent ink This paper once was white. -Duncan- |
| I remember our smiley conversations of intellectual 'knowledge," a medium for the love of your company, my friend. A beautiful era passed with your voice, and hid in my corner compared to our friendship's perfection. So alone, I repeat it's greatness, a magnitude you toss in thought, now and then I'm sure. I feel the craving for our flickering tongues, and thoughts, and our fulfilled "social stomachs" again, as it was before. But now I can only sit alone in the pains of the empty stomach, and scowl at the cold walls and emptiness, within and without. Sinking in my bed, and depression, I repeat my last words to you my friend; "A lonely Bye Bye to you!" -Duncan- 10/3/89 |
| A vibration loud enough to feel. My joints collapse in echoing blurrs. Muscles tighten in beats. A simultaneous heart tells me "I am not well." |
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