It was pretty much just color covered with no
color. Snow. It was like having a system where
you actually got to get away with nothing. Awake
in the undone and planned not doing. Just float
off inside the stuff everything isn’t made of.
Routine the empty inside the full, black glass
of water. Having seen yourself ache for whatnot.
No one’s going to make it. Reminded again this
isn’t God o’clock in the morning. People heave
at all hours. How can anything important be lost?
Somewhere things are happening to agree on all
things, maybe. Another horse dream appears
meaningful to the horse you happen to ride inside
it. But you’re not inside a dream are you? The
hiding in care. Try boasting a there-there. Take
another version of adore. A look like snuff makes
light dark and thinks at what you’ll always never do.
Disappoint love. Be greedy and inconsiderate. Steal
what you don’t need. Memorize the world. What’s a
wish? A lie an if. Was spared once, and never