later_on
nom
i
realized
i
was
sitting
on
the
couch
looking
down
into
the
waters
of
the
bay
and
the
leaves
on
the
black
locusts
and
the
roads
on
the
mountain
across
the
lake
and
the
everything
the
way
it
is
i
don't
have
to
stop
i
might
never
be
i
might
never
see
but
i
can
still
love
i
don't
need
to
place
these
restrictions
on
myself
061007
what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from