Sunday, August 25, 2019

I Don't Ask Why No More

Interstellar.

In Between.

In the spaces in between the spaces. 

Lost in a semicolon.

I'm not asking why no more.

It's not the past no more.

I was digging a hole.

     (I had a shovel the whole time, but I still don't no quite how to use it to dig out of my own self.)

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