a box of glazed donuts on the floor of my pickup

how does your laissez faire? mine takes a catching
return to the swamp friend
care enough about yourself, to notice
that you’re misery able
no sentence cast too low to know
the least fortunate of God’s, children you carry
the weight of expectation, to only slighten the slide

but, if, only, i, knew [how]; don’t, shout, petal

the fifth floor falls and the game is forfeited
get yourself into the middle, and play
without care, i’ve got nothing
but doubt and emptiness
it is only the consequences of time
that determines the righteous
don’t pass what is doomed to fail you

laissez are faire, the tick tocks know no doppler


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