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Frostbitten, I moved on cheerfully
Secure but slipping hastened to Halifax
Chapped and chipper, on my own cognizance
Left at the fork in the road

Found a job I hated, long weekends carbon dated
Up there with worst regrets nothing can be undone
Lacked any conscience I moved so fast a blizzard
Tearing through the open plains

One high pitched weekday, a pain ran through my spine
Sunk in around nine and forced me to the mat
Glued to the ground with massive painful resolution
A part of me melded with the floorboard

My doctor my best friend, called frequently I never spent
More than a moment alone in this loud place
Caught a strong young artist feeding muses with a cursed heart
Save your pity for the next world

I had to I returned, vacation undeserved
Who can escape the pond's calm surface
My own reflection, eyes frozen no direction
Chances are we’re done here

We’re done

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from Skipper's Cool Math, released March 5, 2021

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Tyler Martin Asheville, North Carolina

Sci-fi sandwich artist, currently subterranean at Norfair Studios on Zebes.

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