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Sit and sit here, and see Hands in my lap, I look into the warm lampshade, finally in the foothills of fall sine of their axis the summer's tangent is reflected over our origin zero, zero am listening to cats loosed on the porch
thermostat disconnected.
Shadows under grass when I park my overheated car, parting still milk-wet cornflake leaves unblown across the driveway.
Beers in, graph paper, nothing but allotted timeslots, daily goals Birthdays online calendars. I sit with hands in my lap, seeing and seeing getting over cosine to equal= equal
thank you, trigonometry but we shall see outside these cycles
2:37 AM
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