when i was an idea

"Where lies my tarp tonite?"
Find it stretched over these bones and ligaments
Holding in chaos exploding
In mostly unheard, under-acknowledged events
Like healing by just leaving it
Full pocket of empty pants
Teen spirit cast "junk drawer of past tenants
Plus a CD collection"
There must be a moment when I moved from not existing
To existing in some form, like an idea
Or nausea the morning before my parents met
Or maybe in these emails
Or in this mileage report
Or in this portfolio



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