We all knew this was coming to this
problem is this this is different
from this this
that for each of us trying to describe this this
or any other this that you might want to know even on just a casual basis.
This was that and this will be this even when this is that.
This is everything.
His was this’s last word and it’s next
this gets around
this was just here and just here
this is wherever you call this that
and that is everything else that is not this
just like this is the fourteenth line but if we’d hiccupped together we’d be somewhere further along the
a lot can get coughed up in a hiccup
if this chapter was a physical or verbal response to life it would be a burp:
loud, blunt and saying nothing else
beyond the onomatopoeia
and he knew you were an assassin before you kissed him on the cheek
and said welcome to this story
so, who’s sorry now?
Sounds like someone different from whom we initially buried
does that mean we’ll eventually blame something or someone new next?
I’m an optimist
so I hope so.