Gather this up
Place what you need
Away from it
See
Loosely stable lines
Anchors drifting
One week
Or so
Another week
Drifting
See it there
Pull once fading
Last minute
Shifts
Pull back
Not to forget
As it became a bunch of things
At once
Drifting
Her lines
My lines
From before
Speaking truth between the lines
Guessing
Second guessing
Writing in the blanks
Fictions work
Words don’t
In this case
Silent majority
Winning the argument
Its your soul telling the others
Blink if you heard me
No truth here
No mistakes
Had it clearly
From the beginning
Letting it drift
Letting it play
Watching from the shore
As I am playing
Another game
Eventually
The wire breaks
Out to sea
In an ocean
Of Fakes
Hazy Acres 
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