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I feel dizzy.
I'm going to get up and open a window.
I'm going to shout at the top of my lungs

It's a Monday and the ambient light
Isn't hoping to be part of drama.

It's a craving for fennel

The month is spilling everywhere
And I am wondering when in the starvation
Will I start feeling ravenous

Love for all the passing traffic

No I'm not.

I'm sitting at my desk hating the internet
For being more interesting than everything
Real and delicious and given up for lent

Religion as detox it's many minutes
Into the Brian Eno composition
I am such an xy, I like the liking

Of varietals

Honesty compels me to treat the alphabet
Like a playing card I have to live across

Wait, wait for me a minute longer.