beginning with a world
neither taken apart nor fully explained

next to these my own seem credible even reasonable

it’s good to be alive to hear this I remember

when we stopped it

when we stopped making sense everything became possible

anything became likely

walked past the dry cleaners the coffee place florist

and around the corner

there we were where were you then where did we go

then in our probable

direction directly forward toward roughly about here

as in this is nearly near enough

to be made well and good enough and made fully harmful

and harmless against

all the categories


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