billie

tomorrow is so long from now, i want cold no’s
to remind me of her cold nose
that nothing is certain, and no one knows
really round, from square or exes from oooooooos

stretch me out, like film over your windows
to watch the wintered egos
migrate over lakes, break stones, sticks and states
deliver us from certainty, surety and keep us safe
from winds, whims and trends, missing too much, dear friends

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