what was that? is that all there is? who is this? this is it.

disoriented
like Ladd’s Addition lost
where roses grow like weeds

I don’t know where I’m going
but I know I’ve been here before
waves of inertia break off shore     

somewhere out there
it stopped pushing
and started asking questions

washed-up on boredom beach
energy is not lost     it’s transformed
color   sound   temperature

jump on the entropy bandwagon
two days after the parade
only 363 days until next year

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