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to do
take numbers, we have the numbers
to cast doubt
on how she looks
what she's doing
where she came from
where she's going
how much she has
how much she lost
to build a fragile little
glass shell
invisible, indivisible
and then the flag will change
as flags have changed
from reef to desert
oh by all means
lets go there
why is the pistol out
why is the safety off
why went you away
why are there no witnesses
why is the sky so orange
today
for of course we must not
ask
better to show, than tell
when story fell
you notice I am not
quite asking, how does
this thing work
how is there a bang on one end
and a life ended on the other
that to me
is not important
in the grand scheme of things
if they exist, they once were
on this brand new morning
it was it is
rainbows and butterflies
i'm chasing it
and so my son,
your grandchild
is eight, and he doesn't
smile as much
as the other kids
he doesnt know
how to ride a bike
or play seven stones
hes never played
more than a little
the ways they play in school
mommys always busy
trying to exhale
his fresh mind
is a blank slate
on which evil constantly writes
some good too,
but we both know
you and I,
the women and children
that evil always wins
mother, I followed a dream
was I right or wrong?
the results, of the second quarter
are finally out, and they are
satisfactory, as all people
most eventful, two weddings
two funerals, lots of carpe diem
shacklets in the shadow
a valley of dreamaires
a terrible aching pull of flesh
I never quite realized, was the thing
a prescient dream, 10 minutes
of the oldest woman
and the youngest man
and we need all the hands
to pull us out, said the demon
not just one, your mistake
is form, your sentience
does not follow
nothing follows
