it is a great regret
and an utter unsurprise
that when i think her name
the anger is a reprise
i’'ve spent the last
month six weeks eight i don’t know
re–establish–ing a sanity
a san–ity a doldrum sea on a
so i have not the anger dealt
with the anger it is not died
the intensity screams again
but muffled like a sleeve in a
so i am a what to do
i have not engaged the strategy i agreed with me
i have by chance faux—errored—slashed a hope
had the strategy had a run the faux would not be so
had
had had had
and after a break a fire alarm
the strategy must become a real history