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Garret Schuelke
I go out to the movies again, and your hand isn’t holding one of mine. I wonder if this is part of some
kind of plan, or if it just spontaneously happened.
Recklessly I’ve abandoned my plans today
Dropped
Plop
Thud
And the load just pluds
Sits and stares
It’ll grow. I’ll get further behind
From this perspective
But what is behind, and what is ahead?
And what is alive and what is dead?
And what is now and what was then?
And what is to lose and what is to win?
As a bench warmer I commentate
(Couch warmers are commentaters)
Give my comments from the side
Blah blah blah