if someone breaks my heart
into three-thousand and twenty-one…
oats soft but not too soft
a wooden scoop of brown sugar…
you call me to say
you want me where you are…
I don’t like whiskey…
you need it
you want it
you don’t think about it…
You can’t lock yourself
out if you never leave…
Have you see the way the music
sways the grasses…
because you are twisted up
in someone else’s roots…
quibble sounds like…
I opened the envelope
and a little sunshine…
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