By | 24 September 2002

take it from here: the sky
and its rattles just amnesia's
litter the three day order
waiting above the cook top
essential ingredients lost
to the pen's failing muscle:
negotiations for an egg cup
of freshly squeezed ink never
seem to accelerate beyond
accidental squander
how many mistook the pedestrian
button for a peppermint tic tac
it's no longer chi chi to count

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