Third time is maybe the charm
could this plodding drum get more tedious
I’m sure everyone sees where my eyes stray
I’m sure it’s very obvious
And I will not go to your haunts
and I will not replay your words
my last remaining separation
from the doomed and milling herds
the charm is in the disconnect
the gulf far from reality
it all fades to a razor point
a moment a totality
I’m writing in the wrong again
trying to hack the manifesto
trying to believe destiny’s in play
some magic charm, hooray, hey presto
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