just napkins X

i am a singer
you are the song
i have been speaking
always too long
when i am over
i’m finished; not out
when i am off
i am on and on


after a sentence
after a line
i could be something
someone in time
even though splinters
may calm as you dig
it is still painful
is in and a sieve


talk and be talking
don’t speak but with
how are you spinning
it’s twirls but it is

a forward procession
might seem and be scene
i know it’s random
a chemical team
distress my expression
no worries; relax
it is a connection
of souls ticked with tack


doubt on a cover
is always
it’s a form
it’s formerly
it’s warm
& how?
please/thank you/you’re welcome
no problem

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