Mr. Faded Glory
<p>once again doing time,<br />
caught up in reckless abandon</p>
<p>the space between <em>the guy ahead</em>,<br />
and t<em>hat other guy</em>, just a wee-bit behind</p>
<p>engrossed in full throttle,<br />
and afterthought</p>
<p>endings — <em>she</em> had always said,<br />
<em>kind of write themselves</em>, for <em>the fully immersed</em></p>
<p><em>be mindful of the gap</em>,<br />
<em>she</em> added, all the same</p>
<p>so unrehearsed,<br />
intermittently mesmerizing, <em>her</em> curse</p>
<p>here’s to getting lost,<br />
in that <em>Kim Gordon</em> ‘thing</p>
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