It could be anywhere; so
unlikely it's likely
Ridiculous possibilities or
the reason someone always wins the lottery
Under one of these far stones in deepest space or
right behind your ear, as if it lived there all along
It's unsayable and so you must sing it
every evening when no one hears your frequency
So profound you must use it up on
children who still speak with mysterious language
Send your healing spit into the
whirlwind destined to touch down nowhere
Like TB cocooned in a capsule that
the drugs simply keep at bay
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