and this moment is the past
passes like a comet yonder
free with you
laying with you
laid down
past and pretense
jazz and horns and drums
musical cards, chairs
flow like molly’s consciousness
ulysses and perseus and orpheus
please don’t turn around
we still act in the present
we are still here
oh please oh please don’t turn around
get us out of traffic, out of hell
not be doomed like the rest
this tv show with no reality
im sorry i meant
no finale
won’t you forgive me?
i will
yes
i said yes i will yes
if you turned around
oh get us out of here
but don’t forget my face
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