An Ode To The Note Left On The Fridge Door

AN ODE TO THE NOTE LEFT ON THE FRIDGE DOOR

 

Not                              that it matters, but who could have foreseen the end of the world

That                             silky-sulky visceral notion dawning on the horizon

It                                  whispers in hot agitation about what

Matters                        and bothers shall not burden

But                ...

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