overboard.

fragments
and imagination
proving existence
and failing life,
breaking love,
forgetting you,
and fulfilling her.

future is to past
as past is to present
as you are to me
and i to him,
all blind but wanting,
all deaf but talking.

to hold on to a piece,
lost and found
(it does not belong),
after trying others
without success
i see that
it might
just fit
if i cut some off here
and paste it on
elsewhere
and elsewhere
or elsewhere.

i could make it fit.
that's what she said.

and this from a drunk man's lips
or 
his
finger
tips.

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