OVERDUE SOMEWHERE
'O Smiley, have you heard?' Damned elevator
talk just makes me grumble, and these people
with their holiday plans already - Memorial Day
and those bug-out cook-out types.
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I want to live in that cave that has no bottom, the
one I fell into that last time I crashed. No superficial
waxen plans within for me. I treasure the surplus
of possibility.
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Like the limit of flowers as they grow along the fence.
They can only grow so far; and they can only grow so far.
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