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i can do these things flawlessly .
f l a w les s l y
i do not have time to be anything
other than swift and s u re
i have promises to keep, & m i les
to go before i sle e p
this is not unfamiliar, & you know
cupid has his b a r b neither in
my h e ad nor my hhh ee a rr rrt
- my invocation for a sudden stitch
. i have come all this w a y ,
hardly to arrive at the moment of
d d d d de pen d en c e ?
it is an end, it is an interim, it is
beginning, it begins this way, sure
focus, and then flawless. and then
finish. familiar, & finite. the end .
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1 comment:
i love the silly spaces you put in your words. they're so perfect for your writing. i miss you, darling.
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