Intending
to sit down and sort and organize
to isolate the best of what would
animate
a comprehensive survey of
the heart –
to take the big thing on and
understand it
through
each small component part –
to
reach an overview from which one might
construe effects of
influence and thus
project
their impact on what one would likely
be
expected to experience tomorrow –
to impart a greater force
and potency
by borrowing from one’s
anterior investigations –
not foreseeing
a complete annihilation of one’s
fears about one’s ends but
rather some
more
simple lift: that is, to gather sweet
sufficient
amicable data to permit a letting go –
to drift into the prospect
of embrace by
unknown
arms of some as yet unmet someone –
one
took, instead, a break, and ate three
Triscuits with three dabs of
whipped cream
cheese,
chopped onion and an olive.
All was now resolved! A coda had evolved.
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