poetry notebook—

Next goal, watch how I become quicker as I

old get, I’m the only one on this sole set.

Meditations turn to endless self-educations and

those churn pensive levitations. Every thought,

a verse. Met me not in church, my debts be lost

or worse– no vest, three shots, I burst…

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