i did not make this up,
but i was told
that this earth
that i walk upon
is only a sphere.
and all i know
is that i stumble around
all day
in this suit
made of skin and hair
and
the only thing
that i can prove this with
is a map of scabs
and souviners
surrounded
by the circumference
of everything
since day one.
as i walk further
down a path
of circles,
everything
that i know is
nothing
and it's the only thing
i have left.
Did you write this one when you came down with that "AIDS-like" cold? It has that kind of tone . . .
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