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I
like to go nowhere
stand
further off 
and
wait for it 
how
anciently I am 
stone
tombs it 
I
might be like weather coming 
a
little hard to see the time 
here
under my own terms and conditions
and
crawl into the conversation 
a
woad splash 
come
by coracle 
they
won't be
looking for me here 
in
a jungle of myself 
oboes
tympanic 
ikat
in shibori 
and
stretch a tale till tall 
it's
death by shoe for the spider 
kept
safe from toil 
by
sweat of brow 
it's
such a world, yes folks 
let
letterbox be mute
here
in the tangle of notes 
breezily
grey 
each
day heavier this burden 
to
call my life
I
like to go nowhere
are
you coming? 
must
make the difference now 
this
going on forever
really
was never a plan 
still
you have to admit 
this
world could have been different 
and
so it will be 
 
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