absurdity in death, a jest
we move because we are going, too
much distance for a vast universe
expands between your mouth &
the thing that makes your mouth--
move down a line for years, say
these are years in definite.
i am partial, because my mother or
my father can screw.
going somewhere with this,
i will always be going somewhere,
with this.
04 April 2010
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