Sing without saying you have not invented anything
Those voices the evening before? Only that “now”.
We were being extremely clever and humble—or very controlled—until someone didn’t play: it ruined the whole game; we saw it was just a board. I had dressed like Beckett too! Odd times, if you’re into such measures. Sometimes
I’m not sure how it goes together:
incredible show with the Hortons, Thornbites,
Tinks. Left enough overhang
into the next boat: why would you spend all that time arguing? Seriously—why would you do that? Are you out there reading?
Streams, streams out and out and the world
must hear—something important—
it is 5am you don’t even know me. Could have been
all ourselves, but look at that
dodge: aren’t we coming home.
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