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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