Say you thought you knew the town
when all along you were absurdist
without the benefits of such a label.
These things happen with the helix.
When I was younger
I thought I was old.
This is the fault of the helix.
Everything possible at once
none of it attainable. Degrees.
I mean I asked about it once or twice.
I was made to search the old rubble.
There were lots of ants. Biting.
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