wait ‘til tomorrow
I don’t think we want to take this road
from what I understand it goes straight down
or perhaps that’s exactly what we need
a thousand miles per hour descent
especially designed to take away our breath
having reached the penultimate destination
I can tell you the water from the tap
is very sweet to taste
I can tell you that the road
from this point forward offers anything
the mind can conjure
march two thousand twenty-one
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