I’ve got a premonition
despite forward and backward
addition
the thing will pan out to
a zero sum
I’ll feel a little satisfied
I’ll feel a little dumb
My mind is all elsewhere
my mind’s on the
Cough cough cough
I’m well past the point
I can twist up a joint
and blow the whole thing off
But I’m determined
to defy augery
and trace a straight line
foul weather or fine
defying more mere
cog-ery
what
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