The Viral Hereafter
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Monday, January 9, 2012
THE LAST RECALL
I recall myself, for parts
deficient and memory lacking.
I don’t recall any parts
independent of the whole,
but an overall review might
be in order, to draw up
a hierarchy among the fragments.
I can’t recall that time you’re
talking about, but will accept
second guesses as assurances
that I was actually there.
You’re sure I said that?
I was that shadow seen through a keyhole?
That thin-as-a-whisper asshole?
I take it back, I take it back,
I take it back…
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