Drew Gardner
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The Willful Disjunctive Little Points
the willful
disjunctive little points
don’t
make it to the shore, because that
water
doesn’t exist at all
those are
rooftops they moved away from,
with
leaking doors like unexpected excitement
moving at
no small cost across the hope
it turns
out you’ve been drinking it all along, first
as speech,
then as lingering, now
sufficiently
fueled-up
on
unoriginal bliss, wants some help
from the
disenfranchisement
defensive,
recording and slow, the culminations
either want
it, or just forget it, OK?
produces
heaven inside the world
shouldn’t
you have been more arbitrary?
when it
surges up, I can’t believe
that
happened again
you
don’t remember much, do you?
caught
under the skin
permanent
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