I thought of a really good poem line
on Thursday
I was traversing the muddy space behind the doll's house
It was definitely dance-related -- I know this much
(life-related, therefore)
I was going to get a coffee, probably
but I got cake instead because I
forgot my lunch and
forgot
my keep cup. I remember thinking,
"that's good...
that's really good
gotta write that down when I get home"
but I didn't write it down and
now it is
forgotten
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