it's been a long time
since I felt like I was going anywhere.
There's a wrong kind of everything,
and this is steady in the same rocky chair.
It's been a long time
since I been off this beaten path.
I always know the roads,
so you do the math:
repetition added to love
and subtracted from each other,
carried over themselves, the product,
arms come up but eyes can't look,
and limbs are growing tired.
Some will collapse and some will get back
to where they started.
If I'm lucky,
mine will make it out as they were.
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