Revisions
Cut the clack - into the nineties
sprawl
comes a melody, it's very like the one
that echoed for a while
in the old decade, but this one halts,
looks behind, sniffs its own tracks,
lifts its head and howls and brays.
It must have been the sight of those
words
dripping their honeyed cure,
those revisions of the moment
scrawly pencil muffled
on the sheet faced lies...
and again, I must confront
my present "truth"
and set it out for your jaundiced eyebrow.
It's gotta be time
to correct
a few false impressions,
a handful of misplaced notes etc.
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