POETRY, The Uncollected Poems

I take everything doubtfully

A bat hangs upside down
during the day sleeping;
but at night he comes down eats.

I can see the doubt
hang from the ceiling waiting;
but at night it comes down eats.

I take everything doubtfully
even hope.
I had a dream once
but when I woke,
I could only remember half of it,
and at the end of the day
the rests fades
and I remember only I had a dream

Sometimes we act
go in and out
do this and that
and easily forget
what it was
we were actually
setting ourselves up for.

How truly we don’t know anything.
-I don’t miss you.
sign out before you leave
and don’t take the pen.

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