srsly, tho?
why not? there’s time I mean perhaps there’s time? let’s try twice I’ll try text tell u times at least twice we’ve got the time there’s something sound in sense significance ten times in and, smoothly in, there’s time I mean of course, there’s not the time so try why not take time a moment or as many as u like why not it's worth the risk and wearing on there’s only time and talents and together times twice or four or something simpler why not try there’s only now and later and deciding not or onward maybe more and whether it was worth it twice or twenty times (why not?) I’ll try words in circles tempting tumbling out twice again why not? and testing space between themselves between us and between the words the text the symbols why not try? there’s not the time or, is there? seven seconds ticked tucked lucked out or out of luck there’s time enough and space and yesterday and time to think of it and shape the way the words move in surrounding time encircling thoughts in circles out of time enough why not enough to shape to craft to make become one thought the time, I mean, become the time why not? there’s time I’ll text u twice or seven times the grating motor groaning slow to creep settle still or not or sleep cornering, like words wound well around your index or your smallest finger pieces smooth like pulp like paper crushed and burned and made anew again, there’s time there’s counting time the times there was and wasn’t time and what the fuck? there's not the fucking time.











