Monday, January 25, 2016

FITS AND STARTS

It starts with a title
It starts with a label
It starts with a question
It starts with a guess
It starts with a pun
It starts with a refrigerator magnet
It starts with a sliding ass to the floor
It starts with a blinking and twitching
It starts with a spill

It starts with an empty bin
It starts with a missing limb
It starts with a typo
It starts with a pause
It starts with a pass
It starts with an excuse
It starts with a cause
It starts with a just because I said so
It starts with and I didn't want to come today
It starts with a skipped line
It starts with not looking more carefully at my baggage that you took that you took for your own and you had to drag it across the carpet across the metal of the mechanical sidewalk  that ends at the missing tile in the ceiling opening onto a dark upper level where you will step very carefully not at all until you keep walking carefully around each other napkins there are napkins in my mouth who put them there who put them in my soupy next steps step very carefully not at all until you keep walking carefully around each other and put your lips on the refrigerator door and can't open the brown lettuce been there behind the magnet of the shape your state of mind is in until it tears itself away from that battery and starts over again and it starts
it starts with a familiar mistake
it starts with a pain in your fingers
it starts with that blankness working its way up into your aorta
it starts it starts it starts
it starts

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