Thursday, February 06, 2020
Commencement
The Beginning
of whatever
decodes if
you wait.
Or wish?
Or if you
don't.
So what
did you
decide?
Or not?
Or what
did it
decide
of you?
In turn!
And what,
you,
it?
If anything.
All so vague?
Hey!
Bingo!
Yet Beats
and Chuckie
remain.
Lovely.
In grave
thought
arriving
exactly
nowhere.
