perfect sense
it was the times. fascism
was on the rise. they were
jewish. we look at it
theoretically, as set
political constructs.
everyday from the moment
i open my eyes to when
i lay my head back down
on the pillow i make
a hundred, two hundred,
three hundred, four,
decisions based on my
needs, wants, fears, loves, or
made spur of, or from
the momentum of
yesterday and that
informed by the day
before and so on, as a delta
into sea faring tributaries,
or not made at all
but habituated or left
to chance, to bat, without
struggle, boding an absence
in an afterthought.
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