plagiarism begins with you
2017-04-07 10:03 p.m.

degrees of cold measured counted and sorted
on scales of histories forgotten
river rock rolled smooth
nothing to mark the passing of the days, the passing of time. or
the passing of the passing of the time when
i sang into your lungs a silent song
words that you cannot recall
put to a memorable melody.
a night train to nowhere in your country except to away from now.
away from me second, but away from me without you first.
toward a noise canceling landscape absent of any one, but not all of us.

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