Getting afraid and
obsessed with forgetting
the obvious fruit
lies unpicked and I'm letting
too much red ink spill
while I strive for a new way
to believe every morning
to arrive at at today
should I know her name
did I see that already
have I written this
written this before
Can I hold steady
as the years do their work
on every foundation
did I write that before,
may I have that vacation?
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