poem: item by item, ad infinitum,

item by item, ad infinitum,
loading the presets for me
where are we going on this magic bus?

fight ’em and bite ’em; poems? I write ’em
’bout how it feels to — well… be
coughing and hacking just asthmatic fuss

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