LIMITLESS AGAIN

Abstract

1 2 5 R L I M I T L E S S A G A I N A A R O N F A G A N Deplete the ascent, carving up your arms, Returning flirty glances with the windows. A film will attend this so don’t bother, E√orts dismay a√ections, and that’s how It was at the end of a dinner party, we’d Release a few bad opinions and think we’re Saved. At least, that’s how I would choose To remember it, and if a batch of Gods fell Out of the sky to correct me, then so be it. I suppose one could do worse than have our Police feign to assemble in the plaza to patch Things up in time for the fairest election. The outliers inside me continue to drown, Even try desperately to raise their hands As if trying to vote for an unspecific good. The only defense I use is my dedication. I am and I am not and there’s no di√erence. However, the other hands are crossing fingers. Welcome to my anachronism. Dirty, filthy, Stinking wretch that I am, I am still on time. That was a joke aimed to please and discomfit. My design was supposed to make life easier, But there’s no evidence the host will seat me In the ballroom filled with investors which Is totally fine with me, yet not altogether Unprecedented, seeing as we would just give The slip to things like this in the old days. Isn’t there a word for all of this anyway? The anointed no longer wish to be anointed. 1 2 6 Y I drove through the night and parked out back. Walking through the warehouse with a wood Case full of trains and buses, I go to my bench, Turn on a light, and pull out the best engine To disappear from the full-scale world down Through anonymous tunnels, past trees And people all meticulously assembled. With my headlamp tipped to the world, I am The man in the moon, relentlessly in love. ...