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On cyclical paths of unknown conjectured hypothetical gratitude. Thank you
you. -
by Craig Turnwall
Work best when alone
work better when non-alone
Dream quiet works
think loud
Wake violent
turn on my side; on a side bed
Where are they going to plant my headstone when it comes time to create?
under my pillow, I suppose
Is where Iíll hide all my skills and imperfections
mortar it in tight and fail safe
Stretched while the seepage makes small graves
into all the after-lives I will have waiting
Graciously for a firm placement of yellows and grays
how are they there?
With a keen perception and wandering guile.
Doctors donít want a true astronaut?
Space. This is where I hope to find those two words:
Alas. Be-known.
U.
Helios.
T.
A masked avenger screams.
A satellite careens past the outer most galaxy
of the modern mind.
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