nine ball in the corner
I probably won’t be around
to see how it all ends
but then again maybe I’m just a cat
enjoying an earlier life
it’s true I don’t recall
where or when I was born
instead I must rely on others
who claim to know such information
concerning the before & after
what I witness by day isn’t enough
instead I rely on technicolor dreams
forcing me to jump to my feet
I’d like to be a mouse or a mole
working from the inside
gathering intel by way of a frequency
only I can understand
somehow I’ve got this feeling
next time I’ll wake up
on the other side of the world
probably someplace like kathmandu
september two thousand twenty-three
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