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Full of Impossibilities


R Becker

When I'm in a conversation

I am known to drift

Sometimes it's free association

Sometimes it's my
"what ifs?"


I feel bad when I'm hard to follow

I have a
Following
That follows me around

Someday, I'll 

get the toxic 
Philharmonic 

To run them out of town



you   me - me ÷ me=



Eternity


Unknown
Celebrities

Full of Impossibilities


I met you 
did you
Get we met?

Near the Grand Concourse
Hotel

Tis my bet.

The Grand Concourse Hotel
( a hotel from the pit of hell )
Runs near Steel
Mills
And wishing wells

But, soft

I was beckoned
By a beginner
Beckoner 



The beckoning
I'm reckoning
T'was but a blur


But soft
( I coughed)

Anon upon sprightly
Air

Or perhaps
Slightly spritly

To wit,

Who cares?


And you
You approaching
The youest you
Who ever you'd a you

Came you through
The foggy foggy foggy foggy foggy foggy 
Dew

And hence with
Much hencing
And picket fencing

We met newly
Truly duly met


Your inspiration's enormity
 
My non conformity



Suggested suggestions of
Perfection
In retrospect


But Time
Untimely time


(Such twas never a friend of mine)

Saw both of us
Depart
With hards departing

Yet , in tact

I saw you sadly

Badly and madly

But gladly

For the
Record
Sadly,

I can't 

Go back.

You   me - me ÷ me

=

Eternity

unknown
Celebrities

Full of

Impossibilities.