fo(u)r realizations

i want to write and fully stretch

this waltz inside my head

but sit until the cosmic yolk waves

just to wave to bed

a 4

in 4

by 4

quartetted cyclic wrong

camouflaged lust



a summer’s child’s singsong

i was born at 4 in later day

i’ve let four men walk through my head

and so the fourth of course would leave

his fourth girl ultrared

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