neither taken apart nor fully explained
any decent pastoral plan

a lost receipt

starts with ‘aft-

er all these

years’ ends with

‘after all these

years’ human

still in the

swirl of here

the nothing

but the next

poem will be made out of sentences fully formed and deeply considered

or will say

take the cure

and ‘about time’

sounds like a

bus to me


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