today in January
I want to pull the world over my head
close the curtains on the get-togethers
while I spend another long
weekend in silent
contemplation
be my
carlessness my lack
the income lost un-agile frame
the ticket to the game
my head
so full of disagreement unplay
my record here
there is the scent
of double lotus unwashed wool
still
on the card snoozy animals
every
minute goes undrained unpinned
from that board of aspiration all bulbs
all day
sucker it’s just today
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