who
will chronicle the score
I’m
standing at my event horizon
I’m
ready to fall into any forever that fits me
I’m
not expected to survive this
I
wonder if the drinks will still be cold
where
I am going to
the
zoo will take care of my cover
as
the act is broken up into
small
audience participations
admissions
are charged
each
time
with
barker fare
entering
a harked lair
don’t
forget to stone pocket
your
markers there
Hansel
and Gretel grew
to
know crumbs are meant for
seeding
what eats us
from
the inside out and
is
only seen as demented
when not lent the light of
outside
yourself
trying
to shout
you
directions
about coming home
in
the dark
EJR
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