I want to think about bridges,
I want to think about prose,
I want to think about geysers
fueled by friction below.
I want to put truth in a basket,
I want to teach sowers to sew,
I want to infuse folks with value
and prepare them to travel the road.
I want to speak to the Manager, because
I want to speak at the Show, and
I want to speak with a casual voice
and wear a lapel microphone.
I'd like a lot for a little, but
I'd like to think it's a lot.
I'd like to garden or whittle, but
I'd rather just stay here and rot.
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