And well[1], and dont tell anyone but[1], and well[2], and but BUT[1], and dont tell anyone but[2], and I got ten poems now got one yesterday about the kite and the moon when I was a kid[1], and but BUT[2], and only a short one yes[1], and I got ten poems now got one yesterday about the kite and the moon when I was a kid[2], and maybe Ill have twenty by end of March who knows[1], and only a short one yes[2], and maybe theres no rush I dont know[1], and maybe Ill have twenty by end of March who knows[2], and aRound aRound here this is all secret for us just yous and me kooks[1], and maybe theres no rush I dont know[2], and I still got those six lines of blankness[1], and aRound aRound here this is all secret for us just yous and me kooks[2], and listen I get I feel so ooo ooo ooo blank when I stare at them its like staring at mist[1], and I still got those six lines of blankness[2], and theres a sea of words[1], and listen I get I feel so ooo ooo ooo blank when I stare at them its like staring at mist[2], and thirty three years ago I went to stare at some real mist didnt I and writing poems too[1], and theres a sea of words[2], and a real sea of uh water obviously[1], and thirty three years ago I went to stare at some real mist didnt I and writing poems too[2], and I remember cider I remember chocolate limes I remember that bench[1], and a real sea of uh water obviously[2], and seems so long ago[1], and I remember cider I remember chocolate limes I remember that bench[2], and like a bird on er yeah yeah well you know how it was I told you enough times aint I yes I have[1], and seems so long ago[2], and where does my mind go in these things[1], and like a bird er on yeah yeah well you know how it was I told you enough times aint I yes I have[2], and the answer my friends is all over the place and the lack of control here is all right[1], and where does my mind go in these things[2], and I grown used to it[1], and the answer my friends is all over the place and the lack of control here is all right[2], and words come from the cosmos flying and then gently landing here in my soul mind conceptual whatever[1], and I grown used to it[2], and or or or its like a river of course mentioned that before[1], and words come from the cosmos flying and then gently landing here in my soul mind conceptual whatever[2], and the poems get to pick the best the best ones polished like uh rare jewels or something I suppose[1], and or or or its like a river of course mentioned that before[2], and Im just guessing I dont know or maybe I do[1], and the poems get to pick the best the best ones polished like uh rare jewels or something I suppose[2], and I might not want to say because its my business actually so dont worry about it[1], and Im just guessing I dont know or maybe I do[2], and anyway weve passed the time with words again[1], and I might not want to say because its my business actually so dont worry about it[2], and time is always passing[1], and anyway weve passed the time with words again[2], and theres no end to words[1], and time is always passing[2], and its my life[1], and theres no end to words[2], and well[3], and its my life[2], and dont tell anyone but[3], and but BUT[3], and I got ten poems now got one yesterday about the kite and the moon when I was a kid[3], and only a short one yes[3], and maybe Ill have twenty by end of March who knows[3], and maybe theres no rush I dont know[3], and aRound aRound here this is all secret for us just yous and me kooks[3], and I still got those six lines of blankness[3], and listen I get I feel so ooo ooo ooo blank when I stare at them its like staring at mist[3], and theres a sea of words[3], and thirty three years ago I went to stare at some real mist didnt I and writing poems too[3], and a real sea of uh water obviously[3], and I remember cider I remember chocolate limes I remember that bench[3], and seems so long ago[3], and like a bird on er yeah yeah well you know how it was I told you enough times aint I yes I have[3], and where does my mind go in these things[3], and the answer my friends is all over the place and the lack of control here is all right[3], and I grown used to it[3], and words come from the cosmos flying and then gently landing here in my soul mind conceptual whatever[3], and or or or its like a river of course mentioned that before[3], and the poems get to pick the best the best ones polished like uh rare jewels or something I suppose[3], and Im just guessing I dont know or maybe I do[3], and I might not want to say because its my business actually so dont worry about it[3], and anyway weve passed the time with words again[3], and time is always passing[3], and theres no end to words[3], and its my life[3], and
And well[1], and dont tell anyone but[1], and well[2], and but BUT[1], and dont tell anyone but[2], and I got ten poems now got one yesterday about the kite and the moon when I was a kid[1], and but BUT[2], and only a short one yes[1], and I got ten poems now got one yesterday about the kite and the moon when I was a kid[2], and maybe Ill have twenty by end of March who knows[1], and only a short one yes[2], and maybe theres no rush I dont know[1], and maybe Ill have twenty by end of March who knows[2], and aRound aRound here this is all secret for us just yous and me kooks[1], and maybe theres no rush I dont know[2], and I still got those six lines of blankness[1], and aRound aRound here this is all secret for us just yous and me kooks[2], and listen I get I feel so ooo ooo ooo blank when I stare at them its like staring at mist[1], and I still got those six lines of blankness[2], and theres a sea of words[1], and listen I get I feel so ooo ooo ooo blank when I stare at them its like staring at mist[2], and thirty three years ago I went to stare at some real mist didnt I and writing poems too[1], and theres a sea of words[2], and a real sea of uh water obviously[1], and thirty three years ago I went to stare at some real mist didnt I and writing poems too[2], and I remember cider I remember chocolate limes I remember that bench[1], and a real sea of uh water obviously[2], and seems so long ago[1], and I remember cider I remember chocolate limes I remember that bench[2], and like a bird on er yeah yeah well you know how it was I told you enough times aint I yes I have[1], and seems so long ago[2], and where does my mind go in these things[1], and like a bird er on yeah yeah well you know how it was I told you enough times aint I yes I have[2], and the answer my friends is all over the place and the lack of control here is all right[1], and where does my mind go in these things[2], and I grown used to it[1], and the answer my friends is all over the place and the lack of control here is all right[2], and words come from the cosmos flying and then gently landing here in my soul mind conceptual whatever[1], and I grown used to it[2], and or or or its like a river of course mentioned that before[1], and words come from the cosmos flying and then gently landing here in my soul mind conceptual whatever[2], and the poems get to pick the best the best ones polished like uh rare jewels or something I suppose[1], and or or or its like a river of course mentioned that before[2], and Im just guessing I dont know or maybe I do[1], and the poems get to pick the best the best ones polished like uh rare jewels or something I suppose[2], and I might not want to say because its my business actually so dont worry about it[1], and Im just guessing I dont know or maybe I do[2], and anyway weve passed the time with words again[1], and I might not want to say because its my business actually so dont worry about it[2], and time is always passing[1], and anyway weve passed the time with words again[2], and theres no end to words[1], and time is always passing[2], and its my life[1], and theres no end to words[2], and well[3], and its my life[2], and dont tell anyone but[3], and but BUT[3], and I got ten poems now got one yesterday about the kite and the moon when I was a kid[3], and only a short one yes[3], and maybe Ill have twenty by end of March who knows[3], and maybe theres no rush I dont know[3], and aRound aRound here this is all secret for us just yous and me kooks[3], and I still got those six lines of blankness[3], and listen I get I feel so ooo ooo ooo blank when I stare at them its like staring at mist[3], and theres a sea of words[3], and thirty three years ago I went to stare at some real mist didnt I and writing poems too[3], and a real sea of uh water obviously[3], and I remember cider I remember chocolate limes I remember that bench[3], and seems so long ago[3], and like a bird on er yeah yeah well you know how it was I told you enough times aint I yes I have[3], and where does my mind go in these things[3], and the answer my friends is all over the place and the lack of control here is all right[3], and I grown used to it[3], and words come from the cosmos flying and then gently landing here in my soul mind conceptual whatever[3], and or or or its like a river of course mentioned that before[3], and the poems get to pick the best the best ones polished like uh rare jewels or something I suppose[3], and Im just guessing I dont know or maybe I do[3], and I might not want to say because its my business actually so dont worry about it[3], and anyway weve passed the time with words again[3], and time is always passing[3], and theres no end to words[3], and its my life[3], and
And well[1], and dont tell anyone but[1], and well[2], and but BUT[1], and dont tell anyone but[2], and I got ten poems now got one yesterday about the kite and the moon when I was a kid[1], and but BUT[2], and only a short one yes[1], and I got ten poems now got one yesterday about the kite and the moon when I was a kid[2], and maybe Ill have twenty by end of March who knows[1], and only a short one yes[2], and maybe theres no rush I dont know[1], and maybe Ill have twenty by end of March who knows[2], and aRound aRound here this is all secret for us just yous and me kooks[1], and maybe theres no rush I dont know[2], and I still got those six lines of blankness[1], and aRound aRound here this is all secret for us just yous and me kooks[2], and listen I get I feel so ooo ooo ooo blank when I stare at them its like staring at mist[1], and I still got those six lines of blankness[2], and theres a sea of words[1], and listen I get I feel so ooo ooo ooo blank when I stare at them its like staring at mist[2], and thirty three years ago I went to stare at some real mist didnt I and writing poems too[1], and theres a sea of words[2], and a real sea of uh water obviously[1], and thirty three years ago I went to stare at some real mist didnt I and writing poems too[2], and I remember cider I remember chocolate limes I remember that bench[1], and a real sea of uh water obviously[2], and seems so long ago[1], and I remember cider I remember chocolate limes I remember that bench[2], and like a bird on er yeah yeah well you know how it was I told you enough times aint I yes I have[1], and seems so long ago[2], and where does my mind go in these things[1], and like a bird er on yeah yeah well you know how it was I told you enough times aint I yes I have[2], and the answer my friends is all over the place and the lack of control here is all right[1], and where does my mind go in these things[2], and I grown used to it[1], and the answer my friends is all over the place and the lack of control here is all right[2], and words come from the cosmos flying and then gently landing here in my soul mind conceptual whatever[1], and I grown used to it[2], and or or or its like a river of course mentioned that before[1], and words come from the cosmos flying and then gently landing here in my soul mind conceptual whatever[2], and the poems get to pick the best the best ones polished like uh rare jewels or something I suppose[1], and or or or its like a river of course mentioned that before[2], and Im just guessing I dont know or maybe I do[1], and the poems get to pick the best the best ones polished like uh rare jewels or something I suppose[2], and I might not want to say because its my business actually so dont worry about it[1], and Im just guessing I dont know or maybe I do[2], and anyway weve passed the time with words again[1], and I might not want to say because its my business actually so dont worry about it[2], and time is always passing[1], and anyway weve passed the time with words again[2], and theres no end to words[1], and time is always passing[2], and its my life[1], and theres no end to words[2], and well[3], and its my life[2], and dont tell anyone but[3], and but BUT[3], and I got ten poems now got one yesterday about the kite and the moon when I was a kid[3], and only a short one yes[3], and maybe Ill have twenty by end of March who knows[3], and maybe theres no rush I dont know[3], and aRound aRound here this is all secret for us just yous and me kooks[3], and I still got those six lines of blankness[3], and listen I get I feel so ooo ooo ooo blank when I stare at them its like staring at mist[3], and theres a sea of words[3], and thirty three years ago I went to stare at some real mist didnt I and writing poems too[3], and a real sea of uh water obviously[3], and I remember cider I remember chocolate limes I remember that bench[3], and seems so long ago[3], and like a bird on er yeah yeah well you know how it was I told you enough times aint I yes I have[3], and where does my mind go in these things[3], and the answer my friends is all over the place and the lack of control here is all right[3], and I grown used to it[3], and words come from the cosmos flying and then gently landing here in my soul mind conceptual whatever[3], and or or or its like a river of course mentioned that before[3], and the poems get to pick the best the best ones polished like uh rare jewels or something I suppose[3], and Im just guessing I dont know or maybe I do[3], and I might not want to say because its my business actually so dont worry about it[3], and anyway weve passed the time with words again[3], and time is always passing[3], and theres no end to words[3], and its my life[3], and
