If retrograde fits
What plods along,
I’d be happy! I’d be a fin
In a gene-pool, maybe.
Like a shark, maybe, yes, I am.

I’d scrunch up, with my sharp teeth,
Any fear you’d squeal and shiver,
Maybe I’d back off. I’ve over horrorized
some alphabet. I need something new. So
Exciting as news, I’d thought I found it,
Twice. Commented, with sense, diverted myself.

Ah, fuck, so close to nirvana, and not, again. Doesn’t
That seem ridiculous? Like before even any virgins existed?
Wouldn’t I be smarter than I amish? If I understood time? Okay,
Here it comes again, oh well. Um, what I mean is, get going, life!

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
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