Writings

I Live To Get To, 2019

When there isn't an end,

there's nothing to get to,

and I love to get to -

I live to get to.

There's an accordion player in the subway,

I listen to him for exactly 9 minutes as I await my train.

He is good,

Although I do not know much about accordion playing.

But now I want an accordion,

Stretch it out as far as it can go,

See if it comes back.

I am from a place where "chew" is a noun.

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