Forget what you know sit softly let
it lull you with the sound of hundreds
of pens simultaneously
writing up all those mistakes think of clouds
over that chasm you love Forget
it start again don’t think of that
tickle in your throat keep sharpening
your teeth we’ll see if we can’t find
a few layers of breathable
fabric as you start off Forget
the ad that’s still following you stinging
wind a heavy boot brittle grasses
brightly crunch give the pills a chance
while you stumble on ice in darkness
Tag: mistakes
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I was never sure which were jokes
which mistakes it all happened so
fast as I was thinking of some
thing else so I’m sure I missed a
lot of context but learned to be careful openingcabinets as those stuck stacks of dishes might unstick
and whitewater down at other times they
may test your eyesight on a small silver
splinter of moon but by next summer wewill move on to new games and leave
the unfinished trilogy in
some still closet across town butwe only bring it up if enough
have shared equally trying things
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early evening early in the death thinking about death all day the video game deaths I played the music death all the death TV shows the same even if they try to death it my back still sore but better death than the dog deaths her new toy
and no I never did get around to that I gave up on connection and went down paths they warned me about to make blurred photocopies of those same mistakes my hands stumbling fat then thin leaves fell and grew the early sun in winter faithfully rendered in Minecraft reddened the tips of things in a neighborhood or that or this heavy frenemy in my chest sometimes makes his strange will speak
other animals 