five three nine

or so-
high, low
to and forward
we go-
heartbreak stoop
and such

oh, this couch
tis you,
I know-
free to scheme
that grand future,
then, not,
but now,
in reach…
as is all the universe,
at least,
when seen
with corduroy pewter

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