there are very few times
in my life where
I thought I could outrun
apparitions behind me
like so many lines
of wire running over
and through the sky
meanwhile uncanny
times where falling
prostrate and begging
happening hovering, beastly
i feel no need to talk now
looking toward the skyline
as some strange future
hails without the almighty
as i discuss a need to quit
i have very little thought
about it
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