let me just tell you something to say nothing of anything
there are things i'd rather have unseen or unsaid
i have a shovel and i am digging and digging a whole hole
big enough for my face and feet
i am going very quickly and the race is to the most awkward
i will apologize for anxiety
i will digress from depression and return again
let us discuss cake instead
let us eat ourselves into an ice cream dream
i have written a poem with such a title
such a title! i said at the time and now i repeat it
such a title!
i am interested in the forthcoming days
i have paid the rent but just vaguely
lost in the wind in the rain of the dark of postal workers' dreams
i would like to vacuum first
if i am slowing you down please say so
i am asking too much and telling too much
munching on something unnecessary this is the way
let's split a deserted island
i will slide on the bananas and you can go
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