Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Countless

Two years was a lot less fun than talking about four years from now or eight years back, or just over eight years because that was when he came in,
and things were looking up,
down for a minute,
but up really,
because of him and the end of the meltdown,
and so three years ago was eh,
but better than one and a half years ago,
but not better than one,
and not better than five from now,

and this was all useless,
because best laid plans always came in second to last place---

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