Cut the chatter into little pieces
break and batter each frying thesis
it sizzles, fizzles out and then
it's grizzled, cynical teeth break
bloody
yet again
Yet again, expecting to pay interest
as you compound your debt to friends,
who's counting, who saves receipts
who receives receipts, asks for them
to be written out in a fountain
pent up with no inkling, little
shrinking splashes of rides and crashes
They call them collisions because
accident
implies no one's responsible,
semantics leave no individuals
countable.
Consider the lost and foundable
desperate digging costs land
mandibles broken jars glassy
shards, cut the chatter
cut the chatter cut the chatter
split the atomic into Adamic
Eden.
He found on the last day of paradise
Only Eve matters.
He found on the last day of paradise
Only Eve matters.
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