Extend to an extent
But not too far

We have moved past
Limbs and boughs
Nestled snugly
Into boulders

A lemming
To every given situation.
Be warned
When choosing cliffs.

Plyboard attention span
Every incantation
the center burns first.
Found-
jumping into embers
laughing at shadows
and choking on smoke

Looney Tune outro
And you are the closing curtain
I shoot the film
I turn pages
Never heads.

Thick intention
thicker saliva
Weak ankles
Razor grazed.

There was a point
I'm sure...
somewhere, there was.
In the thicket
I've rested my wandering

My plaid skies
I'm on the ground
Face down
Breathing on something
I may have thrown there
Or not.

The time
for picking flowers has ceased
you never take time to smash them into books.
It seems i'm the only one anymore that does.

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