Unfortunate aparations
Of misplaced loves affairs
Misplacing their place in the world
For foreign affairs of
Guidance - because that what's poetry

Really is.

A naked shell of a crab
Looks at its claw
Telling it to stop
Stop clipping
And yet we're buying yogurt
At the other stand
The one by the gas tank
When we were supposed to buy
Supposed to buy
Supposed to buy -

You tell me
You tell me where
I was
So meaning
Can be dug
Like dirt
From what I've done

From what I've lived

From what I've experienced

Be me the varicose
A vehicle of nothing
But inspiration or

Projection.