Sunday, 8 March 2020

stretched so hard i touched memory

the visions were transverse
mixing with memories until
they were infused
came from some old scratch on
some old disc in my fourteenth vertebra
top of the column down
probably got it playing frisbee
circa 1992
a tree pushed a root up and tripped me
in an old growth forest i
had broken up with my third
best friend
forever wasn’t as long as
i imagined

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