As you were

From time to time,

If you take a moment and focus,


(Eyes closed so as to see)

Take inventory:

Of handprints on the furniture,

Your furniture.

They’re carving out initials of ownership,

With the carefree confidence of,

The young anarchist.



Which is more that forgetting to forget,

Who moved the pieces into place,

So as to summon an all too unwelcome jamais vu,

In just the right way to force you,

With strings choreograhping gesticulations of outrage,

To perfectly mimic outrage,

As you would do.



You are awake today,

And when you rest tonight,

You rise the same,

And nothing happened




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