interludes

Lets not allude to the pretense
freudian slips.
desk checks.
the essence of an answer – slapped thin
evocative neglect – suspense
on a whim .. a second guess
it was like shooting in the wind
a rusty trigger
that flayed thumb skin
I still pulled the lever
played the role to the liars paradox:
“never say never” a cloying crescendo
subtle licks, rain window tempos
they sullied these innards so simple
ephemerally. letting go. was so difficult.

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