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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
ticked the box to continue
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