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someday
I’ll
get my head
out
of my ass
but
not today
until
then
I
will continue
to
bring you
the
clever calamities
of
my carbuncled
points
of view
someday I'll hear
death
birthing
death
birthing life
in
the quiet again
and say
this
is where time
is
just a moment
becoming
anything
monster
to mayhem
madness
to mud
someday I'll say
everyone can
shape a desire
thought
to matter
someday I'll say
I too might
will ascension
thrilling
the gates
and
entrances
along
the way
someday
someday
EJR
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