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What I’ve found…,

to be true,

a sidetrack, B-side of a record,

a car, undisputed landrights,

faceless corporations,

and you - my love,

feeding off of this corpse,

this human not-being,

and as a winter wind,

that open window…,

too much humidity,

let’s you know about it,

the deep levels and caverns,

things at lost-and-found,

some frail old hag,

true to the core,

we got so well accustomed,

the sun, air…,

your breasts, tightly

wound…,

my lonely sight,

touching all the wheat,

mist in the morning,

and the sound of your feet,

the green, green grass,

all that was beautiful,

was us…,

more than us,

sleepless nights,

when wetness,

more idioms, illustrated,

and the lost got found,

yes, that is what we

must do…,

get found,

and then get lost,

again.