Some time a while ago
the box got very small
I thought it was before
that's how we mostly fall
and what I contemplate
is mostly decorations
protests to mailbox drops
and empty declarations
resist resist
a dumb numb day closes
it just must not be time
or so a man supposes
please stop, desist
well maybe this time round
all the stars will align
I'll run that beast to ground
what
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