Of course I am
how can I not be
terminally urged as I am toward the sea
when the aching breeds
tempests and honest tornadoes
how can I not be
this knee jerk reaction
to past midnight poems
refuse dropped at the door
at dawn
how can it not be
soldier of ancient roman regret
crossing with me at the light
of course I am
how could I not be
everything real honors the reborn
everyone ancient prods the norm
as it should be
as it should be
how can it not be
photo: Reservoir 8.9.25
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