Gridcosm

Level 310 of 4751
Started on Aug 22, 1998.
Completed on Aug 25, 1998.

Artist matrix

Grid poem

That smiling old trumpeter waltzed naked with Anais Nin as though it was the most logical thing in the world never suspecting she'd be dead-beat in a heart beat crying out with her last ragged breath mommy is that you? It's me, Margaret your darlin' salty dog, the lonely fisherman (who was decidedly not a fine man) pulled the trigger, reminding me of an old pistol joke, you know that one always kills me.

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