I don’t want the start, I don’t want the start
I want to go straight to the heart
I want to be right in the thick of it
Nothing works that way
but pipe dream fantasies
for me these stumbling ellipsis
clumsy treatise without a speck of wit
and if there’s anything to the first stroke
I fear the document’s
the record of a not funny joke
notable perhaps as
the world’s longest running choke
I’ll dare to call it art
I’ll dare to leave it as the start
what
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