Shot of whatever, neat. Get me
Out of this situation, back
Into somewhere, something happier, when
I could count on something better, other
Than the arrival of another plane, another
Argument simmering on the burner, back
Into the impossible only thing, that
Which truly exists, the past, remembered
As never experienced, true, but never.
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