deal in principle…

raid on menechino

gotta get plans straight
between the Marquessa, Trowell
& Ethylene.
timing everything out requires
more certainty between parties
than can possibly exist;
offset by unspoken trust
spread evenly around.

mildly hallucinogenic effects of doubt
upon the evening
aren’t lost, just
exposed, tasting
like watered down cola
n’ some short amount of time.

altruism can’t save me;
trying to decide
what not to say in the garden,
how long to wait to shave-
off my beard, what hour to
call the future.
what to say.

between momentarily consolidation
i took laser beams to both eyes,
hoping for salvation.
now everything looks so far down
it might all be marionettes.
i think i see string.

by the time i’m
running low on cigarettes
& pacing out the dimensions
of the room, nothing seems closer
to solution. burnt eyes
look around without looking
for anything specific; grasping
at straws requires only simplistic
deprecation.

still gotta get plans straight
between the Marquessa, Trowell
& Ethylene;
timing everything out requires
more certainty between parties
than can possibly exist.
walking slow & lost
in what could be thought,
guessing that
everything ‘ll get straight.
it usually does.

still there’s the Marquessa, Trowell
& Ethylene to think about.

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