…and tonight,
well,
we don’t even have
enough time
to settle in
and say goodbye.
Still sweating from the sodium –
we’re creating
future nostalgia now.
Hopefully
the subconscious can
considerately
and considerably
warp the reality of waking thought
to where I don’t
understand it at all.
Too many years standing
in the same hot water
gave me an arrhythmia;
terror stretch descending compression.
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