Yes, I know I didn't capitalize.

i want to love but there is

no time for foolishness

like that.  between your baggy pants

and saggy mind,

the scuffling of shoes that

simulates the

tumult of my thoughts.

the ticking reminds me that i


will not

should not

would not.

but i want to.

one road is straightforward to

all your hearts

but mine has the tangles

of sorrowful cut down

willow trees.

The End

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