Jeff Connelly Poet I do not know?

That Feeling

the rope was
at least
twenty
five

feet and mine
fifty eight but
the slack 
makes

me think that 
miss calculation
was made and being

afraid of
losing her
i pull to pull

her up but

there is no
weight so afraid
i afraidly wait and

then pull a little
to pick up
her

and at that
exact moment
in time

timing her assent
the umbilical
cord 

has turned
onto into the staff
of a chord accordingly

to the composer's
ear perhaps
sounding

like something
that has gone
extinct and is

dying
but not
knows why

so the
orchestral
score shows

me in
cat years
three out of

nine
and so
with four

more
to go i
think i will

live in
a city in
Ecuador

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