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Dec 2018
I just need
to hand this
to you

and my job
is done

This little packet
of dense information

describing weirdly
how to make a me

You mix with
how to make a you
and then some

Please just take it
from me
and math

Has us strategizing
Turns out if you try four million times
on average
you almost always succeed

Bang your alive
if that 1st universe
doesn't **** you

Abeyance holds
enuf o' u passed
as it

than not it
borne lying
to the womb

crazy to
hand to someone
themselves

minus the unwritten
righting each other
writing each other

Scribbling new yous
on time's white fog




Copyright@2018 Dennis Willis
Written by
Dennis Willis  Oh
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