Forget
Only brush the leaves from your eyes,
push open the gate and get out
of the woods into open fields -
two steps more and the sun dips
at your shoulder
and a cold shadow flops
at your feet.
There is space here. You'd forget
if only the halo sun would
god damn it stop
burning your bald patch.
The guillotine horizon
knives you openly.
Left the gate unlatched
didn't you and that's the thing:
now they can get out too.
Remember: I wrote you.














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"I am ugly, but I can buy the most beautiful woman. Which means to say that I am not ugly, for the effect of ugliness, its repelling power, is destroyed by money." ~ Karl Marx
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I haven't lost my mind; I know exactly where I left it.
"13 pi over 6 does not equal pi over 6. It's just kind of one of those 'duh' things."
-Dr. Harnett during Math Analysis
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