there’s time tho
to stop; retract
the word, your
step, back
to where/before you
even thought
of it. no
sweat – the hand-
gun is/ – and,
gone. a fact for a long
long/.
historians
know but not
why, by what
way you come,
some chance!
determines. or
wanting discipline.
the mind fidgets
like a hand, as a
spasm in sleep keeps us
in/, the dark dark