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carved

first thing that comes to mind

and out of nowhere;

rolling back dials and

i can climb

leg swung over and pulled closer

moment to breathe and

    its dizzying and hilarious

crazy  and popping   and wild and thrashing

     

like scratching branches

on snow white’s dress

claiming to run in and through

the forest

tripping but not ending    the purpose

really wasn’t when i felt his soft lips

both saw it coming and still

was an accident   wasn’t*

the curling cannoli in our history

the story

 

fleeting as the falling soft sugar,

sugar?

the intent

its important enough to ask right there

why?

and there’s no answer or why or how or if

but it is and

it has been

and it will be.

again.

or not     it makes me smile

and i can

talk about whites and blacks and dulling grays

the parked cars, black guys and yellow toys

continues… for now

or never   it doesn’t matter because

there’s no answer

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