I think they were calling it a done deal
but I was calling it generally
the scarcity of sanctity — I mean
if ever a recollection it’d be seeded
in the off-season but lo, and again
you find all these nuded apparition
(was it one minute moment they did
their dance or is it all melt together)
around as always; and this eating
itself more, the capital the bogey men
the right to a hopeless vociferousness
about: do you isolate
these very contagious vibes, is it
“health care” if you are drowned again
and in different realms, can you
believe what only destroys us is
a centerpiece of a beautiful day
ooof, or is it all melt together, centerpiece of a beautiful day (!!)
ReplyDeletemaybe, who knows!
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