February 9

Complain, complain bout the limits of our brain,
about the grime and grit gunking up the grout
of grey matter. What matters, I’ll admit, above

all else, that we need to quit our small
minded adherence to limits. Kid
yourself, if need be. Forget. But shelf
your sorrow. That bit’s a bore.

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