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at the speed we’re going
it’s hard to believe
an hour has passed
long telephone poles
move along our windows
keeping unreliable time
i want to be full of wisdom
like eight toddlers in a line
holding the rope
on a sidewalk stroll
who don’t care where they’re going
and the teacher who pulls
we’re both on the fish oil
mine fills a soft pill
yours pumps in uneven lumps
from the slippery bottle
I keep in the fridge
by the milk and the eggs
knowing our moment will arrive
and it can never be too late
in support of my mental wellbeing
whatever that means
and to help your muscles weaken
at a less rapid rate
we swallow fish oil
deep sleep under my feet
i’m wide awake, listening
to the dream of frisbee in the teeth
running back toward me
