Doing this wrong
the wrong time, lost the flow
I had it a minute
but it had to go
washed away with the water
cooked away by the sun
I can’t tell if it was good
if I lost the fine one
this is fine but not like that
Not like marble or wine
I know it so well now
the two kinds of fine
and I lied when I said
things were all better since
all those long conversations
when I was up against
it was there for a minute
I might get it back
learn how to pick my moment
learn when to attack
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