R u glad
I have a fantasy
that I

You know
whoosh
and you aren't

the incantations
that don't work
mumble themselves
over my coffee

yours
die here
mine thrive
on 'em

sorry I squirm
rippling chicken
I am

Have you seen
our friend
the universe?

Been lookin'
for'im
'er, 't

I know this sounds silly
Because I mean it to
sound silly

Run


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