So what about this what about a try like a not why like a
knot tried and true bought where you find all kinds like winding sheets and
rinse and repeating records broken like spoken words promises to have to hold
to embolden with rings and fingers bells and toes she shall have music wherever
she folds her napkins in tiptop shape she shakes her hands and commands
attention like a different dimension these are the destroyers of worlds behold!
We are the dreamers of dreams!
Tomorrow: a different track to pack, a different whale to
pail into the aquarium, to sink or swim through the pipes and ignite the spark
plugs—to snuggle up to in the dark gloom and wander rooms full of wonder as the
month plunders minds full of mystery and turns history to present futures as
the stocks rise and the creek’s a-willin’, if the good’s lordin’ it over the
rest of us, as the best of us will say—the play goes on with its things in the
wings and the dawn rises early so it catches all the breaks…
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