i remember the past because it's easier that way
the weight of the right and the wrong all left
there are tears but i don't want them
there are fears but they rhyme too closely
mostly i am interested in the future tense
the present too immense for measure
the hot air balloon swallowed whole
again again again
i am reading the answers to earlier questions
i am putting up a poster of the most realistic fake
there is fiction hitting all the right points
the pegs the legs the tutoring ships
sailing in eclipsing forms into warm waters
tide fodder as a green slush
mush and much more to discuss
everyone is everyone is out there
in here i am wondering who is in here
crackers and cheese and also crackers
the matter with the space is the time
the wonder with the words is the rhyme
i am yawning again into my flipflops
i have forgotten my machines
the sneakers disappearing when i turn my laces
i have undone the first person again
a strand of intellect collects in a gutter
sputtering into action which is watering the mud
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