It will okay then-

stare, a nighttime of pretend

care and come back in

side to shelter your

self is away from the dark


She rolls up her sleeves now, ready, prepared


Lying back and wistful, submerge the

putrid corner into holy water,

’tis better to stand than sit

’tis better to sit than stand

away from the dark

away from the light


She is prepared!


And here is this day

that never began and never

ends and here she

is thinking thinking thinking

where is she thinking thinking

thinking whether or not to try this

and that but this and that is the bread

and butter and the vanilla or chocolate

and the artist or slave

and there she is standing, no sitting, no standing

and the foot trembles

with a mind of it’s own

and there is no path,

only thinking thinking thinking.


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