23 by Charles Bernstein Lyrics

seems, finally
it's there
& yet you're
exactly where
the peering
tangible
seems
after all
a splint
which is
looking to catch
what, I
say--here?
eases the
(really...
not so
new a place
we don't
by, are
it hardly
anticipates
a pack of
time's
buzzing, "maybe...
or do that
of a well as