Saturday, February 17, 2018

28


they're clogging up
     the drain they're
                            there in between
my fingers and
   they make me
wonder why.

(that's a lie;
i know why.)

multiply,
and you will probably get it.

me?
       i'm having none of it.

i still want the impossible,
which is never the answer
anyway.



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