Memory’s a cartoon
of a decorated daddy
pulling up his calligraphic son –
spun to weave intricacies –
falsities and filigrees –
absolute necessities.
Something
of a decorated daddy
pulling up his calligraphic son –
spun to weave intricacies –
falsities and filigrees –
absolute necessities.
Something
queer about it.
We’d disappear
without it.
We’d disappear
without it.
.
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