i had the idea first
for a while it had me
those were heady times
pulled about
no thought of sleep
driven by driving into directions --
lost the idea
or it lost me
either way, we parted
distressing at worst, or despair
disappointing at best, or irrelevant?
remembering, even a little --
and suddenly
the idea of an idea
not the one before
a different else
taste of something else
i reach for it -- hands to air --
holding letting go
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