It's an artifact of enjambment . . .
The tape rewound . . . erased . . .
then into the fun house mirror
to smooth things out . . . and
you'll become mindful of the install . . .
This is one way out of this . . .
There are others, yes,
but why bother with so many
reciting their lines
as if auditioning for the part of winter . . .
Time passing like this
flowing into infinity . . .
The unintentionality of following the steps
with yesterday’s metric . . .
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| Paolo Roversi |

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