sometimes i succeed!
sometimes i get it right!
i win! i make much money!
i did it! me! winner!
when i do , i want you to see
i hope you're watching me
i want you to think,
"o, how have i missed out,
what a beautiful soul.
i miss you in my life,
i am proud of you,
and i want you again."
there is no false ending.
there is no narrative symmetry.
there is no lesson, no moral,
nothing learned, no!
there are not even loose threads,
strewn together in rainbow knots
all over the floor of my closet—
for that would be beautiful.
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