I’m a loan
in the interest
of grading
on the wall
sitting lifeless
in waiting
the stalkers
exchange
bare tones
to push mating
what they say
is ego inflating
to bull over
an echo insisting
that resistance
is a thing
prearranged
in the market
of the spirit
are the times
ever mixing
worldly labors
with a mind
what waste was
want is as you
own mine
and I’m a loan
deterministic
of the same
a long odd
most thought
might not come in
‘it’
is not my name
yet here I am
go figure...
time to start
8:22
Miguel…
something borrowed
isn’t blue
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