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to hell and back

everything enters and exits at its
own pace
like a whistle or
pool in a stream

sometimes people don’t notice
how complicated things have become
and recognizing their own presence
becomes a challenge

here take this it will calm your nerves
allow yourself to disappear into
alternative hours without constraints

put the pedal to the imaginary metal
and carve yourself new roads for
future generations to course through

there are these holes everywhere
holes in shirts and pants and bad advice
but you manage to dance around them
like a perfect farewell waltz

everything enters and exits at its
own pace
like a friendship or
speeding silver bullet





november two thousand seventeen
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