Cribbed and caught by parenthesis
you are in sallow distress, here, watered
by the slide of a sinecure and sized-up
like a new suit that has cut and run
and the webbed innards of everything
crawl over you in an obstructing skin
to tighten and tighten in a lengthening
a stretching to snap together of elastic
where words are phrased of themselves
and the science of them is in-situ, waving
farewell like sets of inverted commas
so salutary and sure of their placement
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