i am running and think: if only, yes, this single drop of.
pacing the day. heavy under grey.
a placard reads: falter and save your ink.
what becomes difficult to read.
i want to say: please stop by every day.
write this into your schedule.
add: a trigger of lemon-scented products reminds me of you
and floss, flossing mint-flavored.
walking in the street. sitting.
out of ink, postage, shifting intent.
wanting to add: even in that case, it could be like this.
wanting to decide to paint lines on any court.
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