You’re on the other side being abstract, acting distant,   I have a stack of thoughts in front of me, unfinished; have poems to write, poems I should be writing; instead   I’m writing this; an   alarm goes off, it’s mine   Saturday morning, you’re laying around somewhere, Cootie Williams is blowing Gator Tail;…

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