Forever was yesterday. At the shelter.
Cups of coffee all sugar, yesterday.
No spice forever. As a trained volunteer
you should know yesterday is
our protocol forever. Don't
you know. The proto
call?
Don't you know
the way
to Sugar Mountain
all runny
with melting snow. Don't
stop on your way
to yesterday's
Sugar Mountain.
Don't step in the snow forever
on Sugar Mountain.
Like these inter-related poems. The sound patterns in this are very nice.
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