1902
6.75
16.iii.25
why did the egg
roll over the road?
poems for
the Ides
for  wise surprise 
some speak of gravity, momentum
everyone has a theory
is there a likeness and tremble too?
I could be bounded in 
walls are so inscribed
it might have been the music 
a great escape 
      the fumes
there was love
motion towards and motion away 
was there a name to write?
it was over
or we had to begin 
of course there’s much to dodge 
it was necessary to follow a line 
a pitter patter future loom 
egg as unmoved mover 
such shenanigans!
schmick egg
the wheel is bigger than the world 
and it could happen to anyone 
you just need a little push 
 
 
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